(2014)
Pitch-black flashback Immaculate hallucination. As I wring the sweat from my memo… Into this laceration. The only love I’ve ever had,
I went for a walk through the cemetery tonight. I didn’t step over the graves— I just wandered wherever. I cried. They don’t mind.
My father had a motorcycle. It was a Triumph. Once in a while he would put me on the back and take me for rides.
(The whole point to why he did it, Was not that he gave a fuck— But rather, To explicate the fuck in which he… He said….
Sidewalk prison for an innocent ro… All creatures bow to the almighty… Only the brave attempt the other s… For home is divided by the conveni… and greed of an ignorant unciviliz…
Amazed and confused. My aura is bruised. God knows what? We are not amused. It’s almost all of a sudden.
Hug my brain and kiss my eyeballs, There were no silly invisible walls. But forced I love yous
....And as my nicked up, nostalgia… soul gets down on its knobby knees… And prepares to transcend the igno… and dive into the whitest light...… It SCREAMS—
Tuck me under the blundering sun When I was the younger wondering… I could make liquid diamonds from… I could be fairly invisible too, Spying on bugs while hiding from y…
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 will walk into this hurricane an… I will travel in peace with that g… I will ground your lightning again… I will mull my scarred skin into s… I will outlive this native curse.
Empathy fleets Like a fragile brown leaf Wisped away— By a harrowing breeze To the ground below
Obfuscating in an empyrean cumulon… Contiguous with some rakish air wo… Fed wild through actuality; leavin… For immunity to the gods, frames…
As long as You don’t know What you did, You’ll get away.
If I should let go of my anger, Then I must let go of my passion… My love, My fascination, My all,
