a voice of a long yesterday hands you a reminder of who you re… its cadence so soft and gently lad… the spine of its tome lives to adj… a shroud of a peaceful empathy

all these faceless hollow images people I’ve never met but I know, their lives are a watercolour with gentle strokes its painted sl… secrets and lies and indiscretions

it’s a dream of an irrelevant nigh… that sweetness is a forgotten bego… through black soft sooty thoughts they cling fast to wounds turning… they do and will forever spill

one blast up each nostril and your darkness begins to glow, as my numb pain lifts its curtain and I can smell the cinnamon of yo… every night its 1am

how these shadowed souls lie in wa… black eyes and dark fleshed hearts… like mannequins entombed in the gl… silent footsteps over broken glass… the truism of it all is a smotheri…

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

in an instant the sun of her smile sets black rain clouds descend in an instant in an instant

God help the world because the you… Shall be the leaders of tomorrow We think we’re in the mire now Just wait for the cloud of real so… Politicians in hoodys guzzling ene…

one strange day the sun played warm and bright you broke the seal around my heart not much to add or say it was soon as cool as night

Breath sharp, fast, rasping Legs pumping, hands grasping Verdant roads span and greet As the cyclist pursues the endless… Eyes fixed, heart pounding

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…