you’re a dangerous beauty like a god of unnatural order, forcing me to rest without peace you smirk a revolutions start, you’re a dangerous beauty
you’re the stone in my shoe carrie… the grit in my eye that mars visio… an itch under skin that can’t be e… a wheeze in the chest a forced con… an answer without question or rati…
the sound of this land lays empty a dormant glaze pours through its… this opulent terrains bounty of pl… now shudders numb as birds recede the graveyards full of the living
I’ve never met one as you you’ve done the world over beaten down every inch more than me, you say you’ve lived the life
I’m always there for you whatever you need I find and give, I never ask for anything in return and without a smile that’s all you… this field I plough from day to da…
black and white photographs snapshots of a rare and happy time… a holiday in Wales where the beaches are pebbled, a week away in a caravan
can you forget when used to laugh at all the pain and the scars, if you walk a fine line or a knife… inevitably you’re going to fall, can you forget when we drove your…
Through the clouds its whispers va… Of forgotten tomorrows the muse do… And drill its personified lateral… Into the ground lest the dust repl… The life walked was almost never r…
I wake, from slumber;angels shamef… Dark grey clouds, persist and haun… Rising to my feet, the day begins… Images of a dispersing dream, fadi… Clothes donned, looking alive;eyes…
you run wild with blissful abandon willful ignorance to others cares jump straight in with nothing to l… head first through doors showing y… your persona is less than conduciv…
an odd portent slips into my mind its razor shaves my throats skin it leads to a crash of mettle and… then its over as soon as its begin much can be seen in its misty glas…
a salacious yearn forms a tryst fr… a pool that flows the floor about… as you hang and drip dry your wagg… drooling a mouthful of relaxed poi… to then recede your gaze to a tabl…
some people need to be wanted while others want to be needed most of the time signs are read other times they go unheeded count their pain on your fingers
the empty space of a silent ballro… a closed bar with a piano, the lid… defused night comes from shaded li… from fake candles that hover in th… as a bleached dark angel takes you…
Disruption, the art of interceptio… Distraction, the art of interactio… Delusion, the art of imagination,… Devolution, the art of immaturity,…