You hover over the bones of a dead… You’ve eaten all the flesh and the… You pick them up and use them for… And ponder the culinary gift Your the queen of quarrels bar non…
you moulded me a wax heart and placed a wick through its core… and slowly and over time it burnt… but now it burns no more, its light has been extinguished
soon wealth discovered that peace… a journey of intention down two ro… a genius first in the hands of a c… that controls the spin and the spi… can a man be content with the imag…
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
a cynical look life had kicked you in the dirt, then the kicks got a little harder and the cynic in you flourished wi… the kids suffered
ghosts of your blood litter this f… strewn about the walls, arterial s… your final act of conscious though… an urge to steal yourself away resting there on embossed paper
You’ll never know how you saved me You pulled me, gripped my collar Yanked me back from the pit of me That place where the madness perco… My true saviour
I’m not sure if what I seek truly exists I’ve followed its tracks shed tears in the foam of its wake I’ve pursued it
spinning and turning around in the strange orbit of a blindfol… grasping at life or death irrespec… without control, meaning or hope. I live my clouded existence
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…
the werewolf prevails when the ful… and all around shall hear his howl… the hunter sets sail as the loom w… he wears the night as a shawl, the werewolf prevails when a full…
through the broken windows with the peeling paint with the cracked putty and the ghosts of faces peering echoes yelled
I saw you the other day your coy smile, whats that about? its been a couple of years since t… I saw your face, its been a while. You just walked right past me
You wove this cloak of misery for… it’s a haunting envelop that holds… I can feel the rods you’ve stuck i… just a puppet, am I less than aliv… And if I could die and give you a…
“and with stark realization I notice faithful and free, that you’re indeed edison and the elephant in the mirror is… two black headlamps