Don’t you worry, Babe; it’s comin… It’s on it’s way; on the return. That openness you shared with me; Has been searing a brand, On every thought I have of you.

We are, by no means; Dazzling, or that flawless strong… Of which our diamond-shine species… Could and thus should, Long to be.

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

my heart is beating and for this i am thankful i can breathe i can breathe! my heart is beating

These Bleeding Cracks upon my Fa… Split and Crawl as they Retrace Tears Draining from my Eyes Broken; Gazing in Disgrace.

I don’t know exactly how this came… but likely began with seed of doub… Or the question of truth, and getting no clue. So I filled in the blanks,

PUNCTURE-WOMB Creating pretty holes and lovely h… making spaces for stained glass pa… Now sunlit, with vistas of red; so… my room with a view.

~ PUNCTURE-WOMB ~ Creating pretty holes and lovely h… Making spaces for stained~glass pa… Now sunlit, with vistas of red, so… —My Womb with a view.

When I was just a kid No more than thirteen Decidedly I grabbed A nightmares dream With contemporary belief

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

I turn out my Flesh, To turn on my Spirit; The needs that come and go. A Turnstile counting; She’ll know it when she feels it,

A one handed gift giver; full of e… Could take the tender of a trust t… and make millions. Bury this trust in a mound of pers… and call it a wash in a handshake…

When she comes around; She will know, where I’ll be found. On empty streets, with dimming light.

My House; My Castle Crumbling on cue As piece, by piece All comfort; Consumed My halls; My doors