(2013)
As long as You don’t know What you did, You’ll get away.
It’s a wild tourist attraction for the stoic opulent mess, Atrocity in its burning glory, joyous and omnipresent, The fire singeing my wry reaction,
Guilty suspects can easily pass Leaving their demons at the scene, Not in the system Skipping class Leaving the semen
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…
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’m gonna ghost ride this experime… straight into a wormhole. I don’t know where it leads and I almost don’t care— (I was raised on hide and seek,
I will— believe you to death oh, wondrous one! Till no one is left under the sun.
(For when you are a man.) To my third child and second son, You may be the most inquisitive on… To answer the greatest of all conc… I love you more than fire burns.
As in The ice petals of an orchid challenging an entire glacier comprised of all that enchanted the very same seed from which
I came here for cuts. Stale cigarette butts, Leaving the scene With poor man’s luck. Rotten
I am a speaker from the inside out blaring into everything. Walking through this psychedelic slow motion
like an electron ricocheting out of orbit straight ahead— SO STRAIGHT! The horizon before me
Dreams are escape from the undergr… I overdose and write it down— Reality comes From all around; Look at this pretty flower I’ve f…
I’ve crowned The Mighty Never in… For if and when are where I’ve al… To hang the Hows and crucify the… An oath I’ll take to ev’ry grave… The idlest illness in any patient;
Obfuscating in an empyrean cumulon… Contiguous with some rakish air wo… Fed wild through actuality; leavin… For immunity to the gods, frames…
