for more months, i talked to his mirror
because he always looked right back at my own
moon-straught face
he always looked clearer.
from there he seldom strayed from perfect,
he never spoke wise
it seemed he was only reciting my words, disguised.
still, the man that i saw,
through silvery sheen
was so much easier to love and to keep evergreen.

chlorine is toxic
hindsight is 20/20,
but i never should have kissed you

The retching beauty
Of a masticated soul
An unstoppable fire
In the woods behind the wall

Wrong moves of an artist
lifelong screams of a riot
Dreamy land is our planet
We decide we should fight on

Moral apoplexy up on the screen
Much time for laughs and no time to think
Bout the confusion brought up by their sins
And 'bout the world we all will live in

A pebble in a sea of glass

shattered mind raindrops

fragile as broken cobwebs

sun strong and shadow deep

infinite and fleeting

planet sized in the palm of your hand

belief is everything

and nothing at all