My memory bank leaves me filthy ri… even in that often thought of ditc… Loved ones so terrified of the sid… imagine me all dirty, choked, and… My tender
my heart is beating and for this i am thankful i can breathe i can breathe! my heart is beating
Wait a second... Are you saying the cock rose three…
A Clock I draw from, with no surplus of Time. I must reconcile the fact, that until now; I’ve been in full black and white.
I don’t know exactly how this came… but likely began with seed of doub… Or the question of truth, and getting no clue. So I filled in the blanks,
Now is the time to let go. For so long I have been selfish. Rarely attending to anyone, other than myself and my son. If you don’t take care of yourself…
Look beyond these words And address the in-between Here lies a rest assured With conscience squeaky clean When you gave me your shelter
Dry is the thread, brittle and frayed. Now the stitching will not hold. Through dusty road and whistling trees, I traveled into the grit rich pitch. It would seem to be for nothing....
She told me not to say it, that to… So I’ve addressed it here in writ… After having slipped my tongue She seemed to listen for a moment If only, to make it clear
Are you my glories bride? in the moments when I breathe with… A laugh a piece to bribe the doubt… Will you lie a little, kiss my hand and give the signal?
Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists
I can burn a page or two, forget a name with the thought of… Ignore the need, the pleas, but this thing I cannot do. I want to bring it to you,
...and now my halo’s gripping To clumps of drying mud So precious His dirt and water I panged for sex with blood Knowing the Law; I broke it
The sun rises quietly, and in soft… it paints. In this dayglow vibrancy, with ima… it reaches out. Waking those in need of light, cal…
On this day. —On your marks... get stressed... GO! The daylight relay has arose!
