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

to think without eyes or ears the touch or smell

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

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.

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…

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

I can burn a page or two, forget a name with the thought of… Ignore the need, the pleas, but this thing I cannot do. I want to bring it to you,

I had a revelation. I just can’t remember what it was. But I’m almost sure it was lewd,… What can I do? To bring it up might disgrace you.

Look beyond these words And address the in-between Here lies a rest assured With conscience squeaky clean When you gave me your shelter

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.

Wait a second... Are you saying the cock rose three…

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

Death by dreaming; bedim my eyes It crept in scrawl, skin and all The thoughts in tandem; tantrum, w… Upon the “waking”, with words expl…

You should worry, Babe; I am coming. I’m on my way; On the Return. That openness you shared with me,

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...