Tim F*****g McCormack > Writing | WritersCafe.org

your words fall somewhere between wind and running water, working their way through the stone walls I built around my heart Finding the cracks, tea..

It says "God is sex" Can you buy it?

I have traversed further rivers than this Bridged mightier, I have come so far to reach the heart of Rome To cross the Rubicon But my feet grow t..

Look we all knew this would happen there's nothing else to do- This is what everyone wants. "Et tu brute"

The modern pagans rejoice In Jupiter, encircled by many wives So heavenly. And in Mother nature how as boys we all loved her. Celebrated in raised..

How are you? I feel like I'm dying. (you'll get over it) I'm sorry.

I wonder if jesse lacey makes bad jokes in bed too or just writes lyrics in his head -too