The bulletproofing fucking failed! I’m left now to face a face, of nothing more than brittle shale… Content with my reflection, I gaze at what you abhor.
~ 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.
Breathe with the streets, the dark… A real life night crawling creep. In the fresh hair, you find me the… and more... planning out my killing floor.
Disengaging heart solution, to spur dualities feud. Curse laden incantation, debriding hybrid wounds. If only one was weaker,
The look of shame, stress; Hunger and fear, I resist the urge to free a tear. All I’ve preyed, caged; Gathered and spilled...
The sun rises quietly, and in soft… it paints. In this dayglow vibrancy, with ima… it reaches out. Waking those in need of light, cal…
You should worry, Babe; I am coming. I’m on my way; On the Return. That openness you shared with me,
My turn. I believe you when you say it hurt… I’ll shed a tear for making you su… And for when you call me lover. Then the time will come,
Drag me down to the river, to wash these stains away. On it’s banks I cry, and drown the pain of yesterday.
When she comes around; She will know, where I’ll be found. On empty streets, with dimming light.
My memory bank leaves me filthy ri… even in that often thought of ditc… Loved ones so terrified of the sid… imagine me all dirty, choked, and… My tender
Drive the dirtied splinter. Lay it straight; direct, and deep into her face. No ending.
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
I sit here, reading, waiting Patiently contemplating On words, written, said And taking them to bed So I lay, repeat, say
I saw you first In a famous Blue Dress A souvenir I took And have kept ever since You called me out