I have no retail value no coven of worldly wealth, just a face full of scars and a back full of lashed welts, a throat full of promises that cho…
slow rotations the stars shine a bright ricochet, the glitter-ball moon hangs the night a crisp navy blue, our eyes hold a short embrace
this cold pervasive slick of jealo… this blast of foaming envy, the choke hold grip of the monster its two emerald jewels that glare the inflated egos that perish in l…
will you repent, from all the thin… all those scars, from words that y… will you repent, from all that bin… all the hope, lost in the eyes of… a weak moment of my affliction
got a weekend pass to let myself down the symmetry of simplicity will confuse and dumbfound got a head full of nothing
Fists, feet, elbows and finger tip… Swords, pole and all weapons known The warriors arsenal an affront to… Knees, insteps and heels eat the s… Calm violence an explosive dichoto…
Under the blanket of a starless ni… my inane smile just a make-up pain… as I wander down a lane that’s nam… and choke back tears on years gone… I dream a dream of circumstance
you doubt your skills your magic causes burns electric verse parades a glee self assurance has faltered thee you doubt your talent
you strode out of the saloon just before high noon looking around to see if I’d decided against the day I stood there minding my own busin…
If I run fast enough against the… Maybe my body will be lifted Turn me into a human kite And soar above the world, its desp… If I run fast enough against the…
she breathes a rare and costly fir… just as water it finds its own lev… I expand my lungs to full capacity… and hope her gasps and grunts don’… without a trap door to her conscie…
he juts and peers out across the d… crucified and hanging; his straw b… his world is a field where he is c… like a god, like a judge and jury… doom comes as a red hue turns to b…
you lived out your gangster fantas… through association rather than ab… you mingled with the bigger fish and your small crew grew and thriv… making money hand over fist
your stare is a cold stare a hypnotic insanity which I crave, down the stone steps to my hearts… it falls, my faltering verve a cer… your butter knife spreads the mors…
All you saw when you looked at me Was a mound of rubble rolling down… Just an avalanche of falling rocks That peaked your need for neatness… And like a jigsaw since you’ve nig…