Liar. My half-track eyes, Spy; A Liar. A mind swept clear,

When I gather up the last count of my own scattered teeth. past present ovation for the failure of some cosmic sheath. of softened rain promised or the discord of confusions tone the mo...

I saw you first In a famous Blue Dress A souvenir I took And have kept ever since You called me out

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.

My House; My Castle Crumbling on cue As piece, by piece All comfort; Consumed My halls; My doors

A back alley dogged howl Aloft and insidious Whirling room to room Carried on through morning Is alive and well

Jesus Fever. Passionate Deceiver Needing faith from a true believer Now the priceless relics are worth… Your face value

In this time of need, feeling inco… and relying on unfolded dreams questioning every last belief buried in the deepest of seam is a book I have yet twice to read…

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,

This mouth wide open, trying to speak; over our brute, beating the weak. Some convoluted feel,

I am Victory, within; You. A balance of all things Pleasant, And antagonistic to Dopamine pure… We Conjure; Then Conquer. Our symbiotic Love-Hate fate,

PUNCTURE-WOMB Creating pretty holes and lovely h… making spaces for stained glass pa… Now sunlit, with vistas of red; so… my room with a view.

Show me; Tell me. Or is this a matter of being seen, with the coming on of a little anx… Just show me;

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

Wait a second... Are you saying the cock rose three…