(2013)
There's always one that doesn't fit in a group
Held fast in the gaze of a demons… Heavy lids to cover the darkest be… Heavy arms to shelter and nurture… Though the gap stays as cold and u… Through the years the headlights s…
You start, just a gentle simmer A slight bubble, not much more But gradually you fiercely splash Spitting lava like water over all And as we try so hard to turn down
you kept a nee appraisal in your e… that flow of emotional slurry had… its drug was hard to blend and its… you run my parallel risk as with y… you use me like a skittle down a l…
a still, calm expanse of water secluded, a tree lined reservoir a full moons motorcycle lamp spray… a shotgun blast of white gold over… down in its murky fathoms we writh…
I hate you and I know that you hate me, too, I can tell by the shutters of your… they close like a portcullis at my… the way that your fists clench and…
and she said to me I’m dating a black man now, and I bet you really hate that, do… I said, probably not as much as he… am I missing something here?
I don’t feel the same the world moves, and I stay... sta… a desire for life that’s twisting its creaking, its gnarled wood is… I hold on to no hope
without fear what would my bravery… at best just a nonchalant mood, its cloak won’t be donned to hide… no need to feel the threat of the… without fear what would my bravery…
must we play this game everyday dragged down to the floor with you… your lonely egos frail apparel is that cloak you’ve woven from yo… its like being back at school, I h…
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…
It seems as if its awoken Like a steadfast bulwark on wheels Plummeting down towards me Pious platutudes and cliches amass Sheer weight that grows dimmer as…
You wove this cloak of misery for… it’s a haunting envelop that holds… I can feel the rods you’ve stuck i… just a puppet, am I less than aliv… And if I could die and give you a…
red suds foam onto the floor frothy blood spat out in mouthfuls… an extraction that leaves a face t… its repeatedly being slammed in a… red suds foam down my shirt
hold me stale my brain blows foul gale I need some assistance to fuel me steady pour me something
Disruption, the art of interceptio… Distraction, the art of interactio… Delusion, the art of imagination,… Devolution, the art of immaturity,…