man that lives to yearn sips at the tit of poison no will, but to die
and death is spreading through the… violets are blue and the zombie in the mirror is me when the bones start
i know that you miss me we were happy together and i don’t ever want you to forget i want to always be there
the crowd is divisive full of bickering ideologies and overstimulated thoughts of what makes us different we lose sight of the fact
i began to tell a grim story of a puppy left alone beneath an overcast sky at first i saw a lost dog sad and without
race against midnight an eleventh hour dash for the quick finish
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
after a day surrounded by philisti… a not yet broken poet takes refuge in the familiar peace of desolatio… echoing quietly through two small… years ago this song came to him
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words
shame of the ocean is the fish that crawled on land evolved to destroy
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
there was a mouse that dreamed of being a wolf every feral feline throughout the… would quiver at the mention of him his mere howl at the moon
if ever he drowns a swimmer will miss water life regrets no death
