This is not

This is not Brooklyn
This is not a happy street
This is not far away

drops of black

Black water for dark thirsts

reading, nothing more than reading

dead workman

Requiescat in Pacem

orange leather

Look I'm standing naked before you

Don't you want more then my sex

I can scream as loud as your last one

But I can't claim innocence

Orange county

Earth is as blue as an orange
Never a single error, words do no lie.