Here it is again, the time searched for and found; when the curls unwind, and the moment stands brief; “To all time”.

I feel a surge creeping up behind… or maybe from inside me; So surprise me. I can only take so much, before I crack a smile sweet;

Oral sex and cigarettes, in threadbare kindled corsets. Trading laces in a red lit bizarre… you mend your teddy with rusty wir… Are your goods morning market fres…

I saw you first In a famous Blue Dress A souvenir I took And have kept ever since You called me out

These words left unsaid, keep our… and everyone one of them scored, r… ~ The time spent without your care… and reciting a psalm out of tune; gained it’s value the moment you l…

When I gather up the last count of my own scattered teeth. past present ovation for the failure of some cosmic sheath. of softened rain promised or the discord of confusions tone the mo...

A back alley dogged howl Aloft and insidious Whirling room to room Carried on through morning Is alive and well

Show me; Tell me. Or is this a matter of being seen, with the coming on of a little anx… Just show me;

In the grace of a Holy Church bel… Chiming hungry latent tune We grew impatient for it’s death k… Muted ringing now entombed. Under guise and shrouded intellect

Here comes the beggar! With an Eden to share? My god whats the point!? When the commonality is despair? I know there is a reckoning to com…

If I can’t be found, it is she who knows where I am; I am her Man. When I’ve gone too far, and have left all love behind;

A Clock I draw from, with no surplus of Time. I must reconcile the fact, that until now; I’ve been in full black and white.

Drive the dirtied splinter. Lay it straight; direct, and deep into her face. No ending.

Drag me down to the river, to wash these stains away. On it’s banks I cry, and drown the pain of yesterday.