Beyond dilation scuttle eyed pin hole magnetic stigmata
I swear if you rub red the right way it scores points with the Almighty
Crystalized She used to run around with ***** fingers
She was made in a bathtub
Towhead floating face up  

Like a deep breath doll laugh goodnight
I'm balanced hypodermic in the chamber
Reading from the black stenciled numbers 100cc
Here is the end's beginning
A brand new case of rigs
She's dancing on the counter
Dancing in my head
She's won't let me sleep
And my dreams become electric
25% oxygen not counting waste
Or the tingle on the back of my throat
25 seconds until we reach the half life Wear the dunce hat.
Bruised arms  
and a 90% isopropyl bath
Two weeks non sleep

the deep water I believed to be treading through
was mud all along:

bed side table herman hesse
looks up to see one of van goghs, wants to undress
doesn't have a ******, this *** is a mess
she's not surprised
'cause she's a pessimist.

to her loves affairs:

she's keepin' shut
no more love left in her gut
the feelings escaped her through the cuts
one for every lover
she didn't give a ****
don't worry about her wrists
instead she likes to use her fists,
bad throws, punching chains
lets the men drive, fast lanes.
bruises are the names of the faces she misplaced
in her bones where she resides,
it's a pillow that she lies beside.

she's not a trick
she's not a *****,
most feared is to be a bore
so she smiles and speaks,
too much? doesn't grieve.
as long as what she's saying is something to believe.

as long as you're in the mood
to laugh
there's no need
to wear a mask
just leave alone
the aching things
that bring you
beneath
the weight of gravity.

heavy heavy heavy
leave me to my beats

I'll walk the streets

heavy

I am so ******* happy for you
really I am
so happy I could be your starter girlfriend
So happy I could teach you how to love again
So you could find her
And tell me how perfect she is
how you've never been so happy.

I'm so ******* happy for you!

No really I am.

A silvering shadow
from the midnight charm
glistens in the heat
of the daylight charm

Rose damaged lips
The thorn melts away
into a puddle of dreams
from a happier day

Shut tight eyes
Broken blue
Playful hands reach
softly whispered to

Painful words cut deep
Acidic blood runs fast
Fire skips over graves
The sunlight won’t last

Forbidden fruit grows
within arm’s length
Ignore or give in
Who has the strength?

I miss you like the sky
Misses the sun at night
The moon gets me by
But it doesn’t feel quite right

I know you are busy
Lighting up the west coast
I just hope you still miss me
Because I miss you the most

But when it’s day I think it must be
Alaska in the winter
For the daylight is shorter than a flea
Of the day it’s only a splinter

And in the night we’re on our own
At least it feels to me
But it makes me strong, it makes you grown
Or this I must believe

I think the tragedy of life
Is that every time the sun sets
I know like a butcher knows a knife
That about us God forgets

I miss you the way a dog misses his master
Every time he goes away
The dog always assumes disaster
That he’s gone for good today

Who will pet me? Who will feed me?
Who will open up my door?
I once was blind, but now I see
The things I’ve never done before

That’s why when master comes home
A fit of barking ensues
Until he’s thrown a bone
And he lies down, subdued

I’ll make it through somehow
But I didn’t think I could
Because gone for now
Feels a lot like gone for good

Physicists believe this dimension
may be nothing more than a hologram

But they have not run their fingertips
down the curve of your back

Reality is a pretty rude guy,
Sometimes he'll wake you up at 3 a.m.,
And make you drive to strange places you never even heard of