(2013)
There's always one that doesn't fit in a group
Crockery gets in your way when the mood takes you Your fist finds my face when the mood grates you Abuse gets hurled, four letter wor…
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…
looking back over times murky mist how easy it can be to feel unease, as hindsight becomes a moral compa… when a future you wish to receive, its fragrance lays a sultry dream
I just want to occupy your thought… to have me reel to reel in your he… when you wake to have me behind yo… as you drift to sleep count me and… I just want to drip and ooze
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…
dusk, the beginning of its reign amid clouds and swirls of mist regal swathes of a dawns decay kindred echoes wail across the voi… nuances, shades and hues proclaim
I suppose that’s it’s define a cloak, some angels wings maybe that place where the day excruciat… and the hook of life sings morose those are the steps that force fis…
a radio, a torch and a can of hair… some toothpaste, a naan bread and… an egg timer, an i-pod cover and s… the remnants of her disorganisatio… a scented candle, a full and empty…
this family unit this kith and kin I was born into though not allowed in has come to be
Every sin I’ve ever committed Every bottom I’ve sank to Every darkness that I’ve bathed i… And every bottle downed, too Every person I’ve ever hurt
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
“and with stark realization I notice faithful and free, that you’re indeed edison and the elephant in the mirror is… two black headlamps
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…
This feeling I have is of complet… This is hopelessness coupled with… A wave of abject misery, falling How can I wish I wasn’t here This feeling I have of despicable…
solitude why do you hurt me so when all I ever wanted was a slice of your quiet I’m saturated