Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.
in my timber heart her kisses became axes clearing a forest
at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
in the final moments of dusk you r… a last grab at redemption to no possible avail toward a jury of stars and the judgement of the moon
she dances like a fool at the idio… gracelessly fueled by cocktails and
i would never get my bar back so i went back waiting outside the entrance for m… to stop myself
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live
sometimes the butterfly is afraid to leave the cocoon that its wings are too bright that it might be shunned by caterpillars
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
dawn is a coffin stars take their graves in morning come night, resurrect
when you don’t know for as long as i haven’t known you start to get used to it you don’t worry so much about solv…
every song smoking drinking partying with
decorated in soft skin vines of fire drape around her fireproof face my eyes kneel in worship of a goddess passing by
dreams need their distance she learned from burnt fingertips do not touch the stars
