Its almost too cliché a broken heart shaped necklace shattered glass in the corner with a naked wire frame But I can imagine
Sorry I assume We could be something more Perhaps we can’t I always have hope Alternating with despair
Beat your chest then Bellow and threaten Gnash your fearsome, Perfect teeth You, brute
Waiting Is exhausting but I just keep on Waiting Because I think you’re worth it Even though I lapse and sometimes
Hand presses hand, Chains of carbon courting Through nuclear repellence, Processing synaptic lightning: synthesised ecstasy flickers wildl…
In the midst of unimaginable faith surrounded by unattainable wealth I have eyes only for the light dancing through the stained glass do we not live only to discover be…
There are those So full of life that Even my cynicism cannot be matched You are such, and
I find it hard to express happines… My tongue trips in unfamiliarity Whiskey calms that Drunk straight but mixed so heavil… With friendship and company
You’d think it was magic the way You can’t make time What do I do then? Do I dance naked under the moon In blood rituals or some such beca…
How strange; I was told to remove… Out of what I write, to move my f… To turn what I had seen from my s… To that of the same seen object it… Funny; guess what I found in it’s…
Come then Pluck at my flesh! You can’t damage my liver As fast I can Have you seen what I drink?
And then, waking the breathing slows And relaxes the tightly clenched jaw, unfold the huddle of limbs
Through trouble taken, and confidence shaken, through stress and pain, hard work yet little gain, I have fret endlessly.
I’ve seen others dumped Cast off and forgotten With sweet rotting I’ve seen them decompose Into sweet liquor as people
I saw you earlier and you looked So stressed if I’m honest about t… But I wonder, did I make the righ… I spoke to you once (and I was ho… With quick fantasy (of worn out be…