This mouth wide open, trying to speak; over our brute, beating the weak. Some convoluted feel,

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

Stray from tender infusion, 'cause docile doesn’t work. Embrace the fasting revolution, and prowl, where gluttony lurks. Survival of the fittest,

We are almost there... Of aged Spirit; Of ripe cycles returning home to e… Made from quilted wounds, and soon… A Curtain Calling Us Home.

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;

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

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

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

I sit here, reading, waiting Patiently contemplating On words, written, said And taking them to bed So I lay, repeat, say

Are you my glories bride? in the moments when I breathe with… A laugh a piece to bribe the doubt… Will you lie a little, kiss my hand and give the signal?

I was talking with myself a little… When promptly did I learn, that t… And having finally found out, once… —He was without a doubt making no… Until I thought, in that moment I…

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

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

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…