Culprit are tend to be
Visible when a craft
Is alarmed.
A trigger can become
Hostile while depending

For death will applaud to us and w
To thee not death.

You can’t get
Enough
Of words
Or enough
Of context

For you to be reading this
At this exact time
Is not an honor
It was meant to be.

You don’t need
Grades
To do this
Everyone does it
And it

Writing is like drugs
You will never stop wanting more
Or trying so hard to see how high

We’d hope to say what they meant
As we have seen them come and go
Sprouting the heart of the lonely
Cruising the bell and towing the l
They’ve pour their wisdom, fears,

They don’t
Surprise me
They live in a
Different world
Different city

May so be it
Life will be it
Love will also be it
Music will sing it
Rituals will be a part of it

What horror have the earthly natur
How amuse are the fetish majors or
Mostly are the fault of the epipha
painted walls of idiocy and tears
I will be cautious to fetch the ro