peering into your eyes i am trying to understand you hoping to know you a little better with each glance when the world is mad
after it blows out your last match it goes to a bar and laughs over whiskey telling the story of the look on y…
elusive needle hides from him in a haystack like looking for home
i drifted onto your shore a withered vessel the skeleton of a ship torn sails draped over masts like dead bodies
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
this dinosaur has shared so much o… pain worry and confusion the idleness of evolution
we all trip over our own comfort and wherever we land is the lie we build a home on whatever love is we only do it when we have to
walking down Rundberg a gentleman of the homeless junkie… approaches me from ahead “hey mayne ima be hones wischu
when at war for so long peace becomes an awkward conflict so you keep fighting
after a day surrounded by philisti… a not yet broken poet takes refuge in the familiar peace of desolatio… echoing quietly through two small… years ago this song came to him
dehydrated my heart became small hardened by the air of hopelessnes… with a little time and some water it has grown and changed
joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair
Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,
thoughts on the police not that they are the bad guys they just work for them
human beings are animals and we should absolutely celebrate that when we are hungry
