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.

Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists

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…

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

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...

That was our Morning Long ago, in love Almost total Almost perfect So it’s there I stay

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;

She is, My bread unbroken; Left to mold. An ever-thickening assault, On this heart born free;

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.

I am Victory, within; You. A balance of all things Pleasant, And antagonistic to Dopamine pure… We Conjure; Then Conquer. Our symbiotic Love-Hate fate,

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

On this day. —On your marks... get stressed... GO! The daylight relay has arose!

~ 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