Corroded and corrupt minds Blather away at accompanying tables. Loose lips tell tales of loose hips and wide smiles. The chortle together, mimicking that of a ****** of crows. Their chairs creak and moan under the weight of their girdles. Fat men of lowly stature Tell exuberant narratives of lives never truly lived. Each one trying to out do the others, With words longer than their *****.
should our demons meet they could traverse dimensions unknown to us from the beginning; i've never heard silence quite louder and powerful than this we're better off mind readers.
i am so used to failure that it’s home sweet home a smelly railroad apartment i’d get lost in a mansion it's comfortable funky shoes i couldn’t walk a block in stiff pricey leather success would be an unwelcome interloper knock knock who’s there? success take a ******* walk
**** the blood off my teeth i let myself get this weak slithered through the gapes bit down as soon as it was safe waited till i was comfortable at my most vulnerable you knew i wouldn't survive but if it makes you feel alive there is nothing you wouldn't do
I met love in a field of flowers It sat alone in the sunlight. “Can I sit beside you?” I asked it. And it nodded its head. Its small hands folded softly in its lap. “Do you ever get tired?” I asked it. And I heard it exhale. “Can I sleep beside you?” I asked. And it nodded, Resting its head next to mine. “We’ll just close our eyes for a moment” I said, “Just long enough for the spinning to stop.”
you’ve turned me a nomad running helter-skelter in all cardinal directions.... cos when it’s all said and done, it’s your smile that i keep looking for on every street