Dancing the swelled
waves of the deep,
swimming clouds
leap out to reach
over the sunny sky.

Blow out a cool kiss
on the bank of the
blue Ganges of the skies.
The lips that kiss the bottomline
play the flute.
Listen, singing chorus rains down,
bouncing back to earth
the only open-through planet!

By Arcassin Burnham


Scabs fall into waters of the menitonka, everyone
imagined,
Pleasing the simple pleasures of the simple things
That are compatible with misery and pain,
I...
Was bamboozled by the performance you put on
For Your ignorant speech,
I find the spirit to oversee what you just made me
See,
And that was you...
Writing 4 page letters,
Everlasting endeavors,
Pleasing people that would hurt you,
So you don't feel forced to love forever whatever...
I could,
See your pain,
You could come out and stop hiding now,
I won't put up with your attitude though , we can not see,
Eye to eye...

I'm leaving all your ******* on the hood of your car,
So you can process that,
I gave you all my emotions and my love from afar,
do you remember that,
I had* , hopes and dreams for both us to share,
and you didn't even care,
I'm finding peace in my heart knowing that you are not there,

Pieces fall into proper arrangement to everything that
We imagined,
Giving you laughter when you needed it most in these days
Of being disguised slaves with shame and anger,
I...
Was appalled by the way you treated me when i gave
The love,
I see it's clear I'm really not the one that you're thinking
Of,
Of course it's you...
Writing 4 page letters,
Everlasting endeavors,
Pleasing people that would hurt you,
So you don't feel forced to love forever whatever...
I could,
See your pain,
You could come out and stop hiding now,
I won't put up with your attitude though , we can not see,
Eye to eye...

I'm leaving all your ******* on the hood of your car,
So you can process that,
I gave you all my emotions and my love from afar,
do you remember that,
I had* , hopes and dreams for both us to share,
and you didn't even care,
I'm finding peace in my heart knowing that you are not there.

I have always been an incomplete song
You were the chorus
I have always been missing

I hear the suicide note, it lullabies my motions
into the erratic switches from the highs and lows.

The melody of that connection that i murmur
in contested reflections. I want to bleed that chorus.

Wanting this to be expelled from my ballad of
speculation, and stem the tears of desolation that cut.

Singing the suicide note off key,  I know what I'm
debating towards and others hear my mourning.

I write the notes down to expel this louder than
reality notion and then I walk into the other room.

Don't feel sorrow or pain, this was a song that I had
been humming for longer than most now I hear none.

"My song is silent the notes are still,
"This chorus has run its moment,
*"But this song ended and I faded out,

My pen is drawn,
I play my card.
In opposition, bullets charge
At the humble hull that graces space.

I row through open,
Sound is broken,
Yet I feel the great explosions
As I begin my work of art.

His beard can change the name of Virgo,
As it entangles her with rugged work.
His fingers grasp the fins of Cetus,
Guiding him through hallowed dirt.

Upon my course of groundless ground,
A chorus spits its sinful praise
Upon the Heavens, hands are raised;
Filthy angels make the games.
Holy traitors, boundless bounds,
And sacrilege will fall as rain.

The ones who think they are marionettes,
Will taste the blood on their swords.
Controlled by delusion,
They swing from confusion,
There are no strings in an aimless space.

The pen masters dance in allusions!
Imprison the stories of old,
And execute them with ink!
A war to break out in a comedy show,
Over one wordless tome—
On an altar in my vision zone!

My pen unarmed,
My senses harmed.
A soundless token of echoing voices,
To be spoken in softness, over thundering roughness.
This altar carved with wood and stone,
This tome of words with sheets of ink,
These words wear masks— I cannot read.
Tear a page,
It falls like rain.
Observe the rage,
Let freedom faint.
Soak the page,
Its masks detatch.
Lift the rage,
I row away.

you can try to steal the show
but baby, remember your place
you're a sidekick, not a hero
maybe there's some grace in martyrdom
but that's not where you wanna go
step down, sit down
you're a sidekick, not a hero