I follow us around the house Singing, laughing and dancing Tepid images from a yesterday The ghost of the way we were The magnetic draw of the others ey…
you’re a perfect blunt instrument passively aggressive, you bring my… your words are like a long slow sl… or a groin crushed by a maverick w… you’re a perfect blunt instrument
down the dark hallway dull light through it glimmers, pure, an ebony smoke plumes fume into forms and shapes, a spinning mass of fear
And I suppose its a lachrymose re… one where I’m on bended knee apolo… that funeral dirge still smarts my… from when the ground shook, though… And my head ached from your banshe…
She holds her pain like a proud sc… memories, though frayed, still war… between the wars there was a silen… a reverberation from its walls, fr… A bliss from a young mind and a fa…
I sink back into its black embrace… through the fog, the misted flecks… trapped in its world, without hope… negative energy pulses through my… this dead sea has me adrift a furt…
honour thy heart and live in light so dark the sky from which I fall… too much cruelty that fuses deligh… to a circumstance of love lost to… assist my aim and gracious attempt…
how can I make you see that you are still the one, and that your name is still proudl… on the frosty pane of my windowed… how can I make you see
in an instant the sun of her smile sets black rain clouds descend in an instant in an instant
To you I’m just a dark secret I’m the elephant skipping around t… And you’ll do all you can to avoid… As I crash and smash from near to… Well let me whisper some truth
death, your bullets won’t weigh me your eyes shan’t score my worries your noose can’t imprint my cover I dwell blinded by the lux of stea… death, your shadow won’t provoke m…
This morning is a water well I’m… My finger nails are scraping and b… These tubular walls a prison, a nu… From where rays won’t sift or sit Cold and ambiguous, the strength…
You’ll never know how you saved me You pulled me, gripped my collar Yanked me back from the pit of me That place where the madness perco… My true saviour
Disruption, the art of interceptio… Distraction, the art of interactio… Delusion, the art of imagination,… Devolution, the art of immaturity,…
and into my heaven drifts your lonely pen you sketched me a sky and I’m here, I’m there shapes and outlines