at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
if you alone hold me as i battle for last breat… if you alone bear the burden of the body left b… if there is no one else in the roo…
for wars not fought and battles not waged axes that fell from the hands of warriors
squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier
after nineteen years she thinks of him as a fart something to air out
i am the one most concerned with popularity found my way into castles to meet with kings and queens crashed parties with celebrities
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
after it blows out your last match it goes to a bar and laughs over whiskey telling the story of the look on y…
Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.
he looks off into the distance as if god exists waiting beyond the winds with some kind of answer he looks on dating sites
we can wear the morning air like a jacket and move deep into those bright
streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
sipping cocktails in a dark corner… lit with cigarettes and neon we edged ourselves closer to the end of our stools to the end of our drinks
this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…
