His mace just straightly hit me you shouldve seen my face it extinguished the fire inside me I regret his act of grace! Right place, right time, Im okay,…

Fallen archangels buried in sludge in eternal struggle to mesmerize Laymen and Philistines bore me a… when I dismantled their crumbly li… Initiate me, intimidate me

Say a prayer for a refugee with broken bones under the burden old songs remind of better days our fall from grace is disturbing Got blacker lungs within some hour…

Psycho Queen You touch my body Are you somebody? Who is there? Whos caressing my hair?

All hail Fate– it sent me flowers I love– not hate, and take bloody… Poking the itches, oh sensitive si… sewing cross stitches on sensual s… Cuantas veces puedes oldvidarse?

Haste your every day Talk with hands and feet punks asked me the way and pierced my shuffled offbeat I surmount the distant hill

He fired me without a reason I went with a Salsa nursery rhyme Next day, next week, next job cant wait to see his face in time What he needs is no justification

Psychonautic tune a veil of hair and odour I score my personal rune to guarantee some psychic ardour Reward my assiduity

Experience cinemastic Feature, with green Gafas for free. I surprised a double teacher with reconstructed tea. Its my nephews first day at colleg…

I wanna write but someone stole th… superscript, I start on my new des… super high wire, I arranged it all… slurped buttermilk and felt grotes… Now I need another chair, or a cu…

Without my fire the world is so cr… But I can no longer have a rest without my desire Im a fool I count the days of my pallid ches… With cookies and ancient Hittites

There lies a contract on my deskto… my proof of life after death. A swollen knee, a dusty bedhop, I love my angelic breath. Daily bread or a sudden soup,

Listen to me just this time, Ive been superficial and felt so b… Dont you spoil my abode divine, Ive been on the surface and nothin… Come on, this time Ill give it to…

When will my feet stop aching? At… with passion I sang and danced, so…

Transitory Runes on rotting beech… find them in your neighbourhood A scholar schism, a fickle mood Pagan poets crawl on the floor when archbishops break down the do…