when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…

fallen from the nest mother bird leaves me to die never to take flight

avoiding cocoons pride is the caterpillar that shuns butterflies

Sweet undying moon, I offer you my song. With the stars in tune, heartfelt, i will croon to you the whole night long.

walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu

when they have shaved the flesh until it drapes from the bones a mind begins to entertain the del… and an end will be had

last seen at the brink of the abys… screaming at god laughing at the devil and smoking loose tobacco dark eyes and burnt skin

no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something

bills soaring like birds costs of living get higher income, falls from nest

heaven throw me out but i’m keeping the halo you should have no doubt i am ready for limbo so hold me

i followed the pigeons to Gordon park just to hear them coo their electric feathers alive in the sun

his wings are lazy buzzing around the same pond a fly scared to change

i saw atrocity and deceit upon the… blood spilling down its jagged cli… tragedies unbound scaling the peak i tried to warn others not to climb this vicious monster

dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed

it’s been so long without a touch lips pressed deeply against mine fingers brushing through my beard… i have reclaimed my virginity bumbling and nervous in the presen…