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
Smile at me you vixen, melt me and step your red stiletto in the puddle,
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
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you
This headache, these carpenters in my bedroom, pound my respite with no quarter. Just now, I need, despite the con…
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…
Listen closely to this, mine beati… Thumping with passion, imagination… My longing onto you it does impart In the tuned key of deep adoration… This rhythm of love, it came nary…
I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word
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.
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.
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...
Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright
