drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in

plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing

it destroys the essence of the poe… stricken with the stink of human no art can cover the foul odor generic mac&cheese flatulated

sometimes the butterfly is afraid to leave the cocoon that its wings are too bright that it might be shunned by caterpillars

elusive needle hides from him in a haystack like looking for home

broken headstones in a cemetery of… bacteria running rampant feeding off the bones of the dead decay cannot be undone time will always bring about the i…

walking down the path that leads t… from 15th street i pass the same pothole that was t… twenty-two years ago as black and as deep as it was

every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her

decorated in soft skin vines of fire drape around her fireproof face my eyes kneel in worship of a goddess passing by

right at that age where she is lea… like a cynical fox taking guarded… in the forest still looks for someone she doesn’… but knows it is because she believ…

i think about her at least once every day i think about all the different st… that i could take to get to her ho…

dying to stay in tune they rattle eagerly to play one last song

stopped by a red light engine sputters memories he goes with what’s gone

a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice

there once was a drop of water misplaced in the ocean that was meant for something more never belonging with other drops lost at sea