it was the hottest new spot on the east side of course and of course
Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,
as summer wanes a chill comes about the air darkness replaces sunlight and the leaf loses it’s grasp upon… it cannot be blamed for its fall
elusive needle hides from him in a haystack like looking for home
after it blows out your last match it goes to a bar and laughs over whiskey telling the story of the look on y…
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…
it was never my intention to clip… i was only trying to take a feathe… so that i would have something to… after you flew away
no matter how damned everything is i keep a flower in my coffin to remind myself that the sun still offers me something
i drifted onto your shore a withered vessel the skeleton of a ship torn sails draped over masts like dead bodies
when at war for so long peace becomes an awkward conflict so you keep fighting
i’m writing this to you my friend because the last time i said goodb… it was passive i thought for sure we would be
decorated in soft skin vines of fire drape around her fireproof face my eyes kneel in worship of a goddess passing by
i would never get my bar back so i went back waiting outside the entrance for m… to stop myself
i almost did not make it to this p… i was stuck in the glory of old verses cadavers un-buried and admired like trophies
I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked
