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 [...]
it was a matter of why. statuesque beauty over vodka and wine hourglass figurine. when you come around it becomes tough to tell time seductress stolichnaya. brunette, bridal, bohemian it's cruel how without even trying you leave me in a state of dreams where I'm hardly breathing at the Gala. a seamstress couldn't replicate your [...]
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 [...]
I salivate at the thought of atom lasers and waves of splattered rainbow the way they collaborate on a acid halo. technicolor schemes, that i'd envy more than me. oh, what it is to be, a color never dreamed. enactment of life, elapsed by the clockwork collapsing of time. facets of 'why does it all [...]
I map out entire existences in the blink of an eye. I could hire statisticians for the things I'd describe. Statistical paralysis. Analysis by analytics. It's lonely in the library, & things considered semi-cryptic. focused on the binary, I do the math on how to rule you. it's crucial, at worst. at best, it's the crest's [...]
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all little boys need father figures not to be normal, or not to be sane. You wouldn't turn on a lightswitch without seeing where all the conduits placed. You grow up with a fist full of hurt. A surge, like a missile, without hearing a 'miss you'. But one thing is certain, nothing makes you [...]
Look, now over a half of my sentences begin with a sigh intentions. I'm defective, so infectious inside pretending to cry isn't a problem when it rains it only becomes a problem when it stops but, Used to looking down, when things aren't looking up 1 day my life'll flash before my eyes; not sure [...]
sigh. the streetlight kissed your eyes & created an impression so pure. its whiteness i bring this up, bceause I fell in love by remembering my reflection off your iris. expression in its highest form, sensory designed to cure, destinies arrived. analyzed the sculpture, of course. - then vandalized your structure leaves falling aimlessly, in [...]
