I will— believe you to death oh, wondrous one! Till no one is left under the sun.

Solemn, arcane, Shooting, exploding Into millions of pearls with the s… Eroding, diluting, The oaks are bloating!

She makes a tree full of birds tha… All start chirping to themselves a… The sound remains the same but the… She’s not synchronized with the pa… Her thoughts are like rockets that…

A new level of irony has risen from the previously sett… The zombie phoenix has returned. We should feel lucky. Out of all of the places,

Obfuscating in an empyrean cumulon… Contiguous with some rakish air wo… Fed wild through actuality; leavin… For immunity to the gods, frames…

“How do you say ‘I must’ in Angel… Oh yeah, you don’t. It’s just ins… So, the deal is That I have to suffer so everyone… It’s a stupid necessity.

A trillion ghosts of bugs quietly haunting this ramshackled shack. I only notice them on hollowed eves

I pay no attention to the forecast… I just blend into the weather. Was it not clever to attempt to tether our pleasures together

I am going to dig your grave in time and someone else will be digging mine— Mortality is

They say that time heals all wounds and I will be fine, But they don’t know I’ll bleed to death—