(2013)
#NothingWar #Potential
My time is infinite, my blood is t… My eyes are old as they witness de… Objective and obvious, clear and q… The truth may be strange but it fi… Writhing in your will, eyeing the…
I’m waiting for the smuggler’s moo… Until then, I just want to deliqu… turn off my bed and sleep in my T… And dream of walking on grass ever… before it all slips away in a conc…
Guilty suspects can easily pass Leaving their demons at the scene, Not in the system Skipping class Leaving the semen
Disorder has slaughtered our sacre… Your guillotine lies have severed… One year and a half of four hundre… And the last six months spent buil… For this wall was built with chemi…
“Sorry.” Said the glutton to the… “I’ve only got the twenty hark for… “What’s it in for ever on the week… She was only echoed; she could har… “If and when this illness fades th…
I love the way the sky defends the… The way the waves do break upon th… But when the clouds seep in to dis… My eyes begin to guide the tides o… My fingers twitch; I smell the he…
I can’t wake up from this nightmar… from love, distrust and our desper… the loneliest creature; broken hom… what didn’t I do and what have you… sorry to inform you, you’re not th…
The moon corrals the trees and tid… The night begins to set so deep in… The wind picks up its leaves to cl… They all call out to me ‘in us con… The weather never spins a taller t…
Raising light and reversing diffid… Proves a puzzling endeavor in nobl… Its compulsive plume wafts over th… Laid low and beholden to rebellion… Show me your values! Your colors…
They say that, in your dreams, a polar bear represents a reawaken… And there; In sight; With the full moonlight off white…
The Sun; a guillotine. With its giant convex blade of lig… Slicing through my skull Eyes first At 186,282 miles per second.
They say that time heals all wounds and I will be fine, But they don’t know I’ll bleed to death—
Means Absolutely nothing To me. Always has. Always will.
It’s a wild tourist attraction for the stoic opulent mess, Atrocity in its burning glory, joyous and omnipresent, The fire singeing my wry reaction,
Solemn, arcane, Shooting, exploding Into millions of pearls with the s… Eroding, diluting, The oaks are bloating!