Here comes the beggar! With an Eden to share? My god whats the point!? When the commonality is despair? I know there is a reckoning to com…

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

I sit here, reading, waiting Patiently contemplating On words, written, said And taking them to bed So I lay, repeat, say

Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists

Drag me down to the river, to wash these stains away. On it’s banks I cry, and drown the pain of yesterday.

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

When she comes around; She will know, where I’ll be found. On empty streets, with dimming light.

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 one handed gift giver; full of e… Could take the tender of a trust t… and make millions. Bury this trust in a mound of pers… and call it a wash in a handshake…

my heart is beating and for this i am thankful i can breathe i can breathe! my heart is beating

Don’t you worry, Babe; it’s comin… It’s on it’s way; on the return. That openness you shared with me; Has been searing a brand, On every thought I have of you.

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

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.

The look of shame, stress; Hunger and fear, I resist the urge to free a tear. All I’ve preyed, caged; Gathered and spilled...