I can see you’re still bleeding. I would like to dress your wound, my wound. In my haste I now realize, I bleed too.

Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt

In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold

From the day that we met your name has bounced around in my… increasing in volume it’s really loud now but i don’t mind

Is it too much to ask for, The self being contained Under the snow of your eyes Reaching out, never quite grasping The height of the situation.

Progression or depression, it depends on the portends. But never regression.

Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.

Look, the moon is out! It’s almost full moon. But it’s midday, the moon’s not su… Go away moon!

The words, the hate Flies, no, spurts Out of your dull mind Faster than comprehension Allows you to filter,

I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!

I believe music is the tragedies o… micro-dosed to us. A chord change to minor ends with us crying, a picardy third

Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically

Yet I use it all the time. The weather? Check my phone. The time? Check my phone. Calendar? Check my phone. How many people died today? Check my phone. It’s so exhausting. Everything ha...