The wall’s broken down, The river’s run aground, The water’s sound Is nowhere to be found. The angst of it comes to call
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.
The words, the hate Flies, no, spurts Out of your dull mind Faster than comprehension Allows you to filter,
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...
I shot the president and he melted into a pool of ice cream. Yummy!
In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold
Smile at me you vixen, melt me and step your red stiletto in the puddle,
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
Cold breath Yours was warm No breasts Fully formed Time for love
I believe music is the tragedies o… micro-dosed to us. A chord change to minor ends with us crying, a picardy third
Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.
Beyond the vast icy landscapes Far from the othering city There’s someone waiting for me In my favorite dreamscape. God knows I’ve been waiting for h…
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.
Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.
Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright