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….
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…
My time is infinite, my blood is t… My eyes are old as they witness de… Objective and obvious, clear and q… The truth may be strange but it fi… Writhing in your will, eyeing the…
(In the beginning of the 3rd millennium of a simple calendar from a twisted religion on a beautiful planet
There is a lot more or less to this than you think. Lure into legend
Oh, to dance with that morning jes… Fumbling through scenes Of disintegrating dreams, Until we arrive at a little bridge… Stopping for a moment.
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,
Raping paper and wasting ink Attempting to bag the bubbles I think, Or thunk—but I stunk or I think—that I stink—
I like words that spin and glide and slide like vernacular helicopter waterfall rides. A typhoon surprise
Curiosity killed the cat. But the cat has nine lives. Not really. You’re wise, You accidentally design lies.
As you brandish your corrosive clo… And cannons of musty dystopian dus… I’ve eyed the serpents that tangle… Determined to render my shine to r… Their sly malevolence and curious…
(a place not here nor in dreams) the devil rips up clouds like god rips up souls like people here on earth rip through telephone poles.
Shams in stark raving silence peek… chewing the rubber Fillings that f… finish those limiting transactions… i wouldn’t care more for the Door… in tune With so many songs on this…
I’ve been allergic to beauty For 35 years In a series of diphenhydramine dre… Spring stings And all of these tears
I will— believe you to death oh, wondrous one! Till no one is left under the sun.
