On this day. —On your marks... get stressed... GO! The daylight relay has arose!
Note the Look Mark, the Time The Thief; the Crook Charades in pantomime With little Hands passing
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…
She is, My bread unbroken; Left to mold. An ever-thickening assault, On this heart born free;
Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists
Sown; Reaped We are magnificent Our time together is but an arc of… And my pen stumbles to keep up In every thought lies priceless re…
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.
Here it is again, the time searched for and found; when the curls unwind, and the moment stands brief; “To all time”.
You are the catalyst of my purpose… an invader of freewill; A welcome trader, in everything I…
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
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…
You should worry, Babe; I am coming. I’m on my way; On the Return. That openness you shared with me,
This mouth wide open, trying to speak; over our brute, beating the weak. Some convoluted feel,
Liar. My half-track eyes, Spy; A Liar. A mind swept clear,
I turn out my Flesh, To turn on my Spirit; The needs that come and go. A Turnstile counting; She’ll know it when she feels it,
