I'm breathing fire but I'm not a dragon an average person. swallowed matches ran across a sea of stars in moon boots. army canvass the catalyst sparks. deactivate the manned fuselage tight-lipped gargantuan who stares through the art, for hours (or it seems) want to be touched but wince when you do slight grimace, sly [...]
i was obsessed. no- a feeling remorse and nostalgia stretches of gold over algae. prairie turf interwoven to coast bezeled beach. denizen dosage. felt closer to home juniper fire, i never understood why i'd cry when alone something about ... fingertip tingle. hands nestled over a looming horizon open field just for me, dusks pyre [...]
hi. I'm okay. my name is .. (private exchange) oceanic delight. mariana trench - lets lie on the waves get lied to with promises as you wave your goodbyes the we'll soon see each others. the i cant wait to arrives gesticulating giant, wide-eyed naivety shine Juan Valdez roast - a vagabonds variant vibe cash [...]
I dont know what I want whether its surface dwelling alone at the swamp or an oak in a marsh, soul searching proverbial want we're more or less spawns of monsters nobody needs you were my star spangled banner and I was taking a knee subterranean breeze, vitamin pond, still smell your perfume every once [...]
I'm the saddest man on the planet dulcet zones become eruptions of death memorizing vocal tones, or numbing distress most ballads, hit home, requiem out of balance such a synergistic release comes from, this basket of malice ill have it to here - 22oz black coffee french press sinning continuously, in her black coffee sun [...]
you can hear the... suburbia chime, zirconia vertebrae. pearly white spine glass thrown in stone houses, regular suburbia night whirring, rewind. chronicled childhood in olive drab paint monocle glass. wormwood and bottles of shawshank. dissolute solitude, wanderer who wallows in maze en route. delay for tomorrow. never promised today virgin diary. anne frank. marie curie [...]
who's barely intact. two hundred thousand nails puncture veins in my back whether not they're human or metal remains to be asked yellowpages. your name severs sapience. saps like heavens angels. vessels fray then collapse lord father, elevate us. why'm i so fixated on the past separate fact from fiction. eradicate my relapse rehabilitation [...]
i feel so disconnected. pictures of stars are trillions of seconds old heliocentric. we spend our time wishing we could revisit a setting i could see it in decimals. each dot a pause in a sentence hold my hand, avalanche. bring me the check when you're finished mezzanine at the theater, velvet seamstress, madam Gutierrez [...]
we spent an hour alone watching our eyes meet our lips my revolvers extinct. extinguishing meandering thought cradled across indifference right into addiction deference to malice. rosebud digitalis reborn grin. while I think about things I haven't before soaked in grimace and gin while I'm singing along philosophers physics. you had me at 'gone' underneath [...]
i've scrapped my last five writings, with the opening sentences starting with, "its hell in this darkness" "dearly departed, please be here for my heart" the other three were as stark "i hate being alive" don't seem to remember, one rubric: 'demons inside". life is overrated. diluted with wine my tears empower me. tailspin fusion [...]
