your heart floats high in contemplation a young mind tainted by the hand of old worries high above you burn
And here we are at the day The smell of daylights decay, fres… Soon darkness will reign king and… And stars court jesters, inlaid, u… A torch lit beam of moonlights car…
At the heart of loss Lives a gory malcontent Petulant and peevish Though, believes all is his to ven… Tardy and resilient
echoes drowning echoes noises heartbeats gone wind blown
father, my life has been hell you turned your back on me, the smallest glimmer of value I meant less than that to thee what revolution will you have me s…
Your bullet was a thought that wen… An open wound, your point of view… Your the cause, the echo and the s… The curse, the dew and the scratch… And all that rings true and all th…
Like snowflakes nestled on the bac… That get swept up by demons devour… The infectious raindrops trickle s… Into the limestone skulls of edens… And like a spiders web seen when w…
it seems I’ve been treading tbis w… I can see the back of my head In… Each day the same momentun and dru… All around want their tiny piece o… Maybe one day I’ll pass myself
I’m writing this for all the ladie… and have gazed down at the scales… for all the girls who wish to emul… real men prefer a fuller figured w… I’ve watched my wife’s starvation…
caught between two raging storms, the clean shave of a cut throat strain, a sweep of ocean
you paint your smile like an acrob… a glass tumbler in your hands, a fragile set of circumstances that vapor their way to uncertaint… the melting ice of desperation
spray paint my pupils and infuse my blood with st johns… stabilize my palpitating throat as my hand cups the frame of your… only a foolish general sends troop…
looking back over times murky mist how easy it can be to feel unease, as hindsight becomes a moral compa… when a future you wish to receive, its fragrance lays a sultry dream
it erodes me my steep that you make waves in it houses me and you we’re clinging to an artists dirty… this acid bath strips me
black and white photographs snapshots of a rare and happy time… a holiday in Wales where the beaches are pebbled, a week away in a caravan