Bleeding green
it's sad to see you go
why would I miss such eloquence
when all else is not
ignorance is best reserved for the weary

torn apart by bow and arrow
like a river of flooding purpose
nested in lust
I welcome your return, someday

you know that I am not grateful
you could tell by now that
for all that you've done for us
for all that, you've been done to us

come along to the sorrow
come to the edge of waters
this blue is deeper than it's disservice
find darkness in the tunnels of bright lights

I am waiting here for something noticeable
an actual improvement on the impossibly scenic
I am hoping here for someone
a provided-for glimpse into past, present, and future tenses
with or without harmony, this palace is built in sinking soils
stereo plays whatever. it cares not
works like a charming prince
nevertheless, ****** and distinguished
you can't escape preliminary gratitude for those you once loved
that old devil
that smiling best-in-show
or her shock value
shoe laces on white diamonds