These words left unsaid, keep our… and everyone one of them scored, r… ~ The time spent without your care… and reciting a psalm out of tune; gained it’s value the moment you l…
Note the Look Mark, the Time The Thief; the Crook Charades in pantomime With little Hands passing
Raised up like curds on Calvary I ponder on the time machine.... How much would Hitler pay For the journals of Trinity? Maybe I would lend Rasputin
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…
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...
The bulletproofing fucking failed! I’m left now to face a face, of nothing more than brittle shale… Content with my reflection, I gaze at what you abhor.
Death by dreaming; bedim my eyes It crept in scrawl, skin and all The thoughts in tandem; tantrum, w… Upon the “waking”, with words expl…
I was talking with myself a little… When promptly did I learn, that t… And having finally found out, once… —He was without a doubt making no… Until I thought, in that moment I…
If I can’t be found, it is she who knows where I am; I am her Man. When I’ve gone too far, and have left all love behind;
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
Show me; Tell me. Or is this a matter of being seen, with the coming on of a little anx… Just show me;
A marching band that radiates no v… A parade celebrating ancient whisp… Time in procession lifts the weigh… This 'All Together’ gathering like a billion sparks thrown at on…
When she comes around; She will know, where I’ll be found. On empty streets, with dimming light.
A devastating delay, In-direction… Wars throbbing erection. On this acoustic world, the boots… In the mud, impressions of hijacke… Run, run, run... on blood-bound so…
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.