It's again open season
Yet there remains no vacancy
No rooms for rest
Salmon kite
Days of nostalgia
Free float
Pure trist
Illis quotes Amber
The fungus grows larger
A beast and a rifle to burden this momentum
Falling through a mother's pine
One thousand banes in the form of love
A mother's work is never done
Ninth dynamic
Four hours and this is forged again
Silver screams heard through golden temples
Dust settles, the bricks fall
A mile of bone penetrates the pyramid
Bringing new forms of energy
Satan's toothpick
And sharp fur for another
Ghost conductor entering messages
Down there, he eats in a fit of slothful rage
In fits of overdosed shrubbery
***** clocks
Each hollows and fades you
Advanced romance as strands won't return
Dirt searches for your face in the midnight hours
Artificial chains
Lead by burns
Idolatry commencement

We can't remember our broken landscapes
A failure for another day
The portrait of how easy it is to sever chains
Now a picture lost
Handling these fortunes with damage
This is your disaster
A mansion's space filled with no stirs and burning timbers
Tonight thinking of torn moments
A weight with beautiful form
To focus on what is taken and what remains
To taint, that is our goal
Pink ***** running red
A green or blue fortune and its rust filled transfiguration
Cursed legacies
Not shameful but young
Slipping past collapse
For seasons of drownings
Hopeful and bare
Drown in the semi circles of her asymmetrical chest
Rest in a navel full of seed
Spilled in the vain context of a quickening fleeting love
Humanized anger lay naked
Core liquid
Lonely ground
Ecstasy burst
Infinite devour
Mother's sores heal
My own weep and lactate
A siren welcome
Sung and swayed
Reflections at a dark dawn

I feel duality in your breath
Blue spirals
A dying wave
We were nothing

Felt like coming home
A heavy wake slain
Calm with pearl floors
Siren melodies
Air replaced by gasoline
Realizing a colder patience
Simple hold
A torn waiting
You burn a stained memory
But know this
I saw the light
On the day he died
Eyes open wide

I still would not believe you
A smell of damage
Laughing as your nightmare flickers
Vague proclamation to destroy
Asleep on a girl's hips
Our insanity has fallen by the river
Why must it be like this

We wish to know our own names
Sounds of thunder move you inside