Walk towards each other static tingles whiles sharp memories burn your tonsils. Don’t you know you’re not alone he… everything is alright

Reflection taxation. My soul will not last along the burning bushes from my precocious past. We’ll travel far and sew

Lucid visions of beetles twirling below my bed and all the while the beetles just dance and romance.

I am unknown alone I sit on a watchtower for I am a wallflower and I let go

white, white, white, white, white,… now the word sounds nice and weird… nice and weird and white. white weird. white is weird and people like whi…

I saw the vee tree amongst blueberry skies. I don’t care how I die. Listen while I tell you because I have a lot to say

who am I? who am I supposed to be? who am I supposed to meet? who am I? huddled in a shopping cart