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...
to think without eyes or ears the touch or smell
Breathe with the streets, the dark… A real life night crawling creep. In the fresh hair, you find me the… and more... planning out my killing floor.
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.
Wait a second... Are you saying the cock rose three…
My heart sees, when my eyes go bli… The dreams of my people Woven; entwined Why don’t you take from me? Wouldn’t you gain from the eating…
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…
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…
I cannot find favor In loves growth chaperoned I have no detector No pocket ace No perfect way
In the grace of a Holy Church bel… Chiming hungry latent tune We grew impatient for it’s death k… Muted ringing now entombed. Under guise and shrouded intellect
~ Every single day, to raise anew Feelings of empowerment, to be use… Can fall before dusk, to soon to b… Yet act as a manure, to nourish an… This nights killer, called; Sunri…
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
When the caffeine turns to cigarettes and Meth-amphe… And the Amphetamines turn to Cocaine sex and Heroin dr… And the PCP, and years of LSD
We are almost there... Of aged Spirit; Of ripe cycles returning home to e… Made from quilted wounds, and soon… A Curtain Calling Us Home.
Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists
