(2013)
There's always one that doesn't fit in a group
I’m nothing but your smile the waters reflection of your stra… the rasp of derision the quiet creaking mast of echoes, I’m nothing but the milked blood
Fists, feet, elbows and finger tip… Swords, pole and all weapons known The warriors arsenal an affront to… Knees, insteps and heels eat the s… Calm violence an explosive dichoto…
her bad moods an ethereal reminder… long after shes left the room; unf… aftershocks come in waves and spre… a blanketed tide ripples across an… as we wait like surfers hoping thi…
its human nature, well mine anyway not to leave anything in a glass o… down to the bottom of all I travel under the tutelage of my own will lucid and calm my greedy eyes cove…
We’re stuck here in a mexican stan… fused together by a common denomin… both seeing through the other, the… because I know your hopes, fears,… This weight I shoulder when I see…
his devil wore a white dress he got what he payed for loyalty, love and friendship are given freely, not earned a thirty year apprenticeship
I’m not that sure how or when it h… turning from life to death like the lull of slow ambient bird… creeping up your spine and neck the shutters came down before me
I’m not sure if what I seek truly exists I’ve followed its tracks shed tears in the foam of its wake I’ve pursued it
a bus I should of never taken I might of not met you, took you out for a drink and felt something between us two, should of ripped up your number
Each day, every step Takes more strength than my world… And I can’t cry, Seeds planted ne… A longer breath held as the leash… Accolades of ghosts ago
acute, this pain that grips me alone I am again this world about me is ceaseless interminable it yells my cold name lingering emptiness cobwebs my ner…
if a word was spoken and its meaning was true and faces felt impact showing winces in view misconstrued adjectives
you doubt your skills your magic causes burns electric verse parades a glee self assurance has faltered thee you doubt your talent
father, my life has been hell you turned your back on me, the smallest glimmer of value I meant less than that to thee what revolution will you have me s…
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…