Asylum, night crawlers mourn the heat that kills.
Juices spill from the nurses garment and the Doctor's chairs rusted.
Thundering unhealthy sins a waiter cell awaits his men.
Meditate sloppy jeans from cutting he bleeds and scars that hold greed.
Envelopes his trust from pictures and ids that when each tried to escape there remain lost weight.



Nods from the top of the ceiling backdrop made of bones.
Softened flights board blue, black, white, suits.
Tremors like quicksand they "seek and destroy" with there own set up plains.