the dreary call of an impish grin a devil may care shrug and an over… a growl and a torch of yellow vent… you can’t forget me, I’m the infal… the one with crimson in my eyes an…
I’m not so sure that a kiss on the… this gradient lets the our world s… we could wish for a tad more from… but we know we’ll cry out our eyes… no seeds grow, this soil lays stil…
a burgeoning fear than gnawed upon… shadows descend in corners like sp… amplified sounds snap in your ears… and every movement espied is where… footsteps pacing and candles being…
We’re stuck here in a mexican stan… fused together by a common denomin… both seeing through the other, the… because I know your hopes, fears,… This weight I shoulder when I see…
God help the world because the you… Shall be the leaders of tomorrow We think we’re in the mire now Just wait for the cloud of real so… Politicians in hoodys guzzling ene…
I can see ghosts in your eyes you carry them like hopes, clutched close and tightly held each one a knot in lifes rope, clouds form in and around the iris
I suppose that’s it’s define a cloak, some angels wings maybe that place where the day excruciat… and the hook of life sings morose those are the steps that force fis…
“and with stark realization I notice faithful and free, that you’re indeed edison and the elephant in the mirror is… two black headlamps
Blood thuds down a vein, sheltered Its wind swept hovel above tiring Breath shallow, shards of glass in… Peace comes gently without rue Red ripples like a blanket spread
one strange day the sun played warm and bright you broke the seal around my heart not much to add or say it was soon as cool as night
with a face full of intermittent b… your mouth resembled a piano keybo… like headstones in an old cemetery suffering terribly with subsidence… and as you stutter and stammer
acute, this pain that grips me alone I am again this world about me is ceaseless interminable it yells my cold name lingering emptiness cobwebs my ner…
what dreams your heart does wander… that lusts the lines that weaken f… as a written long and languid bill slowly turning the key at whatever… what thoughts that flow may grease…
from the bottom of your glass you see a different dimension time doesn’t sway your eye or friends that need attention you’re holding secret mass
its human nature, well mine anyway not to leave anything in a glass o… down to the bottom of all I travel under the tutelage of my own will lucid and calm my greedy eyes cove…