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…
Like moths to the flame, we breath… We judge and conspire, as we hamme… A faceless communion, we stay safe… Where innovations a poison we pay… In long single file we follow the…
you doubt your skills your magic causes burns electric verse parades a glee self assurance has faltered thee you doubt your talent
Blood thuds down a vein, sheltered Its wind swept hovel above tiring Breath shallow, shards of glass in… Peace comes gently without rue Red ripples like a blanket spread
you paint your smile like an acrob… a glass tumbler in your hands, a fragile set of circumstances that vapor their way to uncertaint… the melting ice of desperation
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…
What does that say about me I’d much prefer to see you fail Than to watch you bask in victory What does that say about me When I refuse to assist
gone are the days of conversation erudite chats of things that confu… spanners thrown into confabulation tirades minus words just bemuse its a sad sorry state of affairs
I’ve studied your forms your ideals and mystique, your weapon and sets your trips and traps, the economy of movement
old bricks make a young house mortars eaten away in places its got cracks appearing in its fa… old bricks make a young house broken windows let new light in
no more skies their dreams cascade cold coffee and liberty inorganic ignorance
manipulation of my strings though I devour all you cast my wa… towards your stain of this disease you’re an atom or defiant morsel, you make me crawl to endure
an emergence into a world where my shiver had been timbered where my barnacles had been bliste… and the pieces of eight pilfered I took so long to walk the plank
a bouncing rubber man in mid air the drop explodes his world feels like a trampoline with the leap of a smiling toad a jugglers apprentice of pottery
your love was a driving force it was a blind thing that kept my… kept my stride perfect and wide co… and my heart awash with stringent… but lately as the pace endures
