burnt hot apple cider tongue has got to last 45 minutes sitting in the window of a franchise & all eyes are on me. black sequin dress is good enough poetry for garbage picking. lost so much on a plastic cactus. yeah, not stopping for that discarded sink. so why the time to squander dilemma? first, pass the sugar. lean in closer to fill the... Read More
for the dyin beautiful
& the infinite end.
i never got to say
i never had the chance to listen.
i missed this train.
buried but breathing, this evening sleeps.
buried but breathing, these devils weep.
THE CAR IS ON FIRE AND THERE'S NO DRIVER AT THE WHEEL, THE SEWERS ARE
ALL MUDDIED WITH A THOUSAND LONELY
SUICIDES, AND A DARK WIND BLOWS, THE GOVERNMENT IS CORRUPT AND WE'RE
ON SO MANY DRUGS WITH THE RADIO ON AND
THE CURTAINS DRAWN, WE'RE TRAPPED IN THE BELLY OF THIS HORRIBLE
MACHINE, AND THE MACHINE IS BLEEDING TO DEATH,
THE SUN HAS FALLEN... Read More
this wrinkle in time, i can't give it no credit / i thought about my space & i really got me down / got me so down, i got me a headache / my heart is crammed in my cranium & it still knows how to pound / i was counting the rings / & i fell me into a sleep / i peeked to... Read More
word on the balaclavas btw