regret of the clock once wanted to be a watch even time gets lost

dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars

let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face

if significant to one and not to another maxims adages cliches

last seen at the brink of the abys… screaming at god laughing at the devil and smoking loose tobacco dark eyes and burnt skin

Eclipse was the illegitimate daugh… of the moon and the sun beautiful and frightening shining and dark all at once

sound becomes idea phenomenon of music as to hear a soul

on a good day a poem is just a death threat to e… on a bad day it is a love letter

there she was again in my dreams last night perhaps it is faulty programming a virus or malware but for whatever reason

Deep in The Milky Way they will meet again. Reflections, and shadows. Never-ending satellites crashing into never-ending stars.

just for fuck’s sake don’t write it about her i know she loved this song but you loved it before her

brief landings never fool me my thoughts are made of tornadoes and I know the mind will never sit… “where the heart is” is the name of a bullshit map

she heard him crying before the knock at the door two cops with bad news

dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”

i began to tell a grim story of a puppy left alone beneath an overcast sky at first i saw a lost dog sad and without