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…
I’d bite your face off with my lup… lick away the blood from the delus… that uneasy vagrancy, that emotion… rests with the clumps of my resolv… your delectable fist was once made…
a flaming profusion of synthetic r… and a cheeky moulded plastic face a hole in your back where my hand… to move your mouth and make you al… though no movement in those electr…
The muscle we once were is decayin… All that’s really left is sinew We’re coming away from the bone A parody, a skit of what we once w… Love, it would seem, has a sell by…
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
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…
my voice carries no weight its cadence flows though mute to a… I’m the invisible man, a wraith, a… inconsequential, insignificant unseen, transparent in the room
The world is a cruel place I hear… The sheer weight can make you sink As you walk along a sandy beach Going from one end and then back a… Carrying varying shapes along
through the mist this nose exhales… iced and clingy, a heartening chil… it fosters a trepidation of an unf… its gritted teeth house more than… an obscene yell blows a fouls stea…
through your bedroom window on the grounds outside your dorm was a tiny lake in a circle of tre… that caught moonlight and eerie fo… hours spent high as floating kites
distasteful water flourishes in above the clouds race atop this mu… runes tossed didn’t seem to spell… as the verve of ignorance ploughs… one more pace towards a blast of s…
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…
in black and white you stopped me in my tracks your voice a perfect pain a woe filled narrative words flying around my head
all these faceless hollow images people I’ve never met but I know, their lives are a watercolour with gentle strokes its painted sl… secrets and lies and indiscretions
it’s a dream of an irrelevant nigh… that sweetness is a forgotten bego… through black soft sooty thoughts they cling fast to wounds turning… they do and will forever spill