(2014)
Sinking yet rising with mighty suspension impeccable snowflake of
Oh, to dance with that morning jes… Fumbling through scenes Of disintegrating dreams, Until we arrive at a little bridge… Stopping for a moment.
As in The ice petals of an orchid challenging an entire glacier comprised of all that enchanted the very same seed from which
Amazed and confused. My aura is bruised. God knows what? We are not amused. It’s almost all of a sudden.
I pay no attention to the forecast… I just blend into the weather. Was it not clever to attempt to tether our pleasures together
Set inside a suburban puzzle Of which I solved 2 years prior. It’s a plain house. One point two. But not that I know of….
In the spirit of dire news he’s holed his old souls! Walking so hard and so long through the coals. But you cannot master fire
Potential is the moulted skin of a snake in jest— laced with the plastic tatters
He knows so much now that he no longer understands. He’s seen every different thing and held them all in his hands. He’s examined every angle.
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…
Swaying within the context of mad-made slime, Like a pendulum bound to the sky with time.
….and They picked each other apart like flower petals until
Thrusting a screw driver through the heart of bliss, Dropping out slowly is harder than you think— A wish in the well
I was sick with experience, Hungover from too much time. And there she appeared. Clear. I hadn’t before seen her never,
I have a canker sore from some dirty whore that I kissed before so long ago when I used to be pure.
