Don’t you worry, Babe; it’s comin… It’s on it’s way; on the return. That openness you shared with me; Has been searing a brand, On every thought I have of you.

Soot It seems you may have some soot To gather, to get rid No other place but on your face It stays, persists

to think without eyes or ears the touch or smell

The bulletproofing fucking failed! I’m left now to face a face, of nothing more than brittle shale… Content with my reflection, I gaze at what you abhor.

my heart is beating and for this i am thankful i can breathe i can breathe! my heart is beating

Show me; Tell me. Or is this a matter of being seen, with the coming on of a little anx… Just show me;

We are almost there... Of aged Spirit; Of ripe cycles returning home to e… Made from quilted wounds, and soon… A Curtain Calling Us Home.

I had a revelation. I just can’t remember what it was. But I’m almost sure it was lewd,… What can I do? To bring it up might disgrace you.

I cannot find favor In loves growth chaperoned I have no detector No pocket ace No perfect way

Jesus Fever. Passionate Deceiver Needing faith from a true believer Now the priceless relics are worth… Your face value

Here it is again, the time searched for and found; when the curls unwind, and the moment stands brief; “To all time”.

A one handed gift giver; full of e… Could take the tender of a trust t… and make millions. Bury this trust in a mound of pers… and call it a wash in a handshake…

Here comes the beggar! With an Eden to share? My god whats the point!? When the commonality is despair? I know there is a reckoning to com…

I want to see the poppy rise, bloo… and be sacrificed I want to make love to the liar, s… and multiply the wounds I wish to strip her, degrade her