I see you in visions
Your sand on every beach
Your marble boots heavy
Upon the shoreline heat

A simple illusion
To counter every feat
Must be all confusion
To everyone you meet

Separated earth from the skin
Entrenching love into your kin
We can’t prepare for anything
When someone kills your advocacy

My mind is flooded with ten hives
Sometimes they scream until they die
Enjoy the satisfaction

The name on the memorial said
Did you all know I once was dead
My name is there, it’s now a joke
It’s meaningless for every hope

Talc is a rock that will crumble so
Quickly, it won’t recognize you
My tummy’s rumbling values
Pointing to something a shadow can’t
Ever cover even down here
It shines to full capacity

Tea set a cup in my mortal hand
Leaves are leaves when you approach them
You crush them and they’re motion
Dirt in the grooves of the pedal push
Joking everyone will be here
A change in the atmosphere

Paint stains outside of my windowsill
I throw paint at passing people
A color for their evil
You have an aura that shines with blue
I’ll give aquamarine statues
Endemic patient matchbooks

Lean all the graves toward floral hair
Dropping gave me such a chuckle

Illuminate the virus in this town
Restore the answer of an umlaut crown
The flag of ‘merica above our heads
Save the environment before it’s dead

Live underneath the surface
Until you can’t read her face
Shoot every candle worthless
Everything’s gone and nervous

The border between the left and right eye
Ballooning everything until it pops away and
The growth of everything beneath the sky
The buds are yearning for a meaning of life to deny

Encounter a willing fox at the sound
And decide if it’s too late
And you think it’s really strange if anything resigns
And a chance you’ll be brand new

I’m lost everywhere I go
Your tone is what keeps me though
Extend my heart real please though
I keep going back to my last love

October was so crazy
I want to love embracing
Manga love is not reality
When it’s real it has a chance of surviving

I cannot remember what I learned from before
Everything is music that sings to my ears
Everything bestows me from this way to the war
I cannot be apology, I have technology

I’ll swing at your funeral, a journey to God
And then I’ll pray a savior to all
A mythical remembrance of thyself
A changing light receiving unto all

Handing over pockets of the muscular type
Settling for a dollar until I survive
Recalling all the messages beside my windows
The sores along the branches that spread from the heart

A swinging vibe, a locking chime
A question mark that shoots from the stars
A robin king who sits undaringly
My gainless thoughts are power to them all

I’ll be anew
Right standing you too
Scars rebrand jewels
Aligning their rooms

I see a few
Standing like tattoos
All colors threw
Supposed to be true

Classroom fires go
Endemic strip shows
Go see abbey road
On the tv show

I want to lose
Something I’ll cue
I am so rude
Kissing you
Put me in jail
I’ll go to hell
A wicked priest
Running after me

See the wind on the meanest grease all they see
Panorama of gospel preachers and ***
Anaconda will get me here, but that’s what I want
Get the red cross blood drive to fill your cup

Stretching on the line
Cannot find anything kind
Anything you find
Will be so blind

Animosity
Seek me in a dream
Sift through golden pans
Candle land

Shooting corner through
Spitting monsters right through you
With a fire too
New excuse

Ring time will see through you
Going to be a brand new moon
Lift off your shirt and battle reigns
Amity praise of seen-through maze

Smile at the phone inside your heart
I cannot see, it is so dark
Let me see the screen closer, will you?
Its living breathing electric sparks

Slow motion rain outside the tomb
Where robin sits, it can’t be true
Lift me above, I’m begging you
Your life is dark and sad it’s true

Ending a picture of a nail
Now that I’ve seen it, I can’t step
And in the moment when I’m there
I will avoid it just as fair

The ink’ed blots and the candle shots are all groaning in the shadow
The pine blue jeans and the massive scenes are croaking like an animal
I can’t find a way to release myself from the cutting of a lamb’s elbow
The bootstraps will come when you cannot find anything else outside, no
I am here today to enjoy my prayer even when you’re living tomorrow
When sister burned me, it didn't hurt me, it cast me to the fire's hope
The chance she's my mother is not so strong, in fact I think she's a running joke

You didn’t even notice
It was gone that whole moment
The class is screaming loudly
They all just love carousing
I am a quiet baby
I sit here like a lady
I’ll clap when they all want me
But then again, it’s my need

Is this the real motion?
Chairs already hit spokes and
Banged me right on my forehead
I felt it for several oceans

Don’t bring me into this please
This feels like such a movie
Am I going to die here?
Oh what a clever plot point

And I can’t stand being alone
When it’s time to have someone loved
Lessen the pain until it’s a drop in the bucket
I can’t see you anymore.

Bliss is such an aberration
Psychology, I’ll find this way should
Be something I can’t undo in me.

Leave me now again and again
Rich snobs are the best vacation
Never know if you’re seeing that siren

Ringing bells are all droning
Go to the church so it can be all drowned out
This is an abomination
A little monster inside of your heart

“I feel like you could see me if I disappeared”
I just like to pretend that I do
By searching for old words of love
And imagining that they’re new.

As a rich kid sentimental crucify
I go out lurking in the black of night
To see the moon and copy down the phase I lie
And forget it
It’s all lurid sky

My face is blurry till the scope reminds the world
It’s a jungle and you go home to bed
Insane men know, never understand
And achieve light like the bandit who stole
The girl that ran away with someone else

What disguise?
Is it time to run around or could I just be a frown
No denying
Is contours and smiles
The shells on the avalanche, they’re such a fanciful spot
Should I be the cancerous one who links all insidious lots?
Monday
I’ll die
To die severs all living ends and counting files
And a winter cannot bite or see the light
Into its glowing sight
Oh, who will die

Too summery inside my shy
Two angry little flies
Two gambling anchors that live on and die
Can you recognize the meticulous, the move
Can you go
To the man who lives in the snow
And says who will die

My sweet generosity is longing for sweets inside a fool
I can’t understand the multitudes of a launder coming through
And seven crises is the answer of the bedtime, can you listen anyway?
And I’ll sing curiosity to bring something everyone will think

Just lie down, put your eyes on the table
Watch the parade from the sun
My new life is an apparition
Nobody can see my tongue
My machines are a gallery
Sometimes they never speak to me
And I can’t remember the screen
Where movies leak
Singing sweet bells to me

I'm falling down a stairway
I never wanted to behave
I wouldn't love you either way
My eyes are fallen in anyway
I couldn't stay forever
The other ways are better
Oh, love me like you said there
You want to live forever
The times are never changing
The patterns rearranging
The gospel said it's all ours
Never believe it's too hard

My droning spire at night
Believe in tires to hide
A fantasy is rising
Never believed the sky beams
Undo the undulations
Forbidden conversations
Ecstatic violations
A good reincarnation
The sun receives a vision
To me this is all risen
I can't bother to listen
All saints, all sinners missing
The good parade ambition
I will not see you mythic
I cannot be a ribbon
Tied on the box of rhythm

Follow a sacred passion
Redo restore the action
Go like a churchbell hatchet
At night it's all reactions

So I am going to write a song
Anyway I can imagine
I wouldn’t understand it
I feel that something is slightly off
But it’s not enough to save me
From suffering and working

I’ve got three hours to do this work
I want to start over badly
I don’t want to be judged free
Oh, all the clocks are ticking so fast
But I’m here thinking of you dear
It hurts my ears the breathing

Can I blast all of my screams aloud?
I know it’s so weird for you but
This is music to me cause
Even though there is no real melody
It gives me this sort of feeling
My brain is always peeling

I hear my mother’s snoring in the buzz of my old desktop
My mouth cannot be closed

Oh, just one more verse to make me happy
Everything is an illusion
Hey, when’s the last time I talked to Lucian?
I don’t know why we had such a bond
Now there’s nothing left in common
All imagery forgotten

Suit of armor in the sky
The redeemed values conjure my eye
It’s a game, to be fair
Rotation to capture despair
A band of sea monkeys can capture my grenade
The funny feeling sits around and waits until it’s dead
I’m growing older, feeling ghostly bugs outside my leg

How time can pass so fast and leave you empty after facts
I’m going back a day ago when I could not relax
I’m solitary now but when there’s more
People, I feel alone

My birthday in a month
It’s great how my life is a joke
All I see are severed roads
How could you be so deeply soap?
You quit trying to manage me and blocking me all out
The truth is that it’s both our faults but you’re the one who broke
It’s just the way I am but you’re the one who hurt me most

I never realized how much I always think of you
Many things around my life were built upon us two
I never meant to look like such a dork
So you stopped all the work

Now do I give a second chance
Since you became a manly man
Since I would rather be distasteful
My past only proves that I would take
Death

Misery clouds our intuitions

My fretting rain now sets the corner of the world into the sun
You little one, a pocketful of number ones to run along
This is the end, my very beautifulest friend
The spirit dancing on the Nile
And will I leave it with the changing of the seasons?

Making friends that go immediately
Suns into a spiralling
Little joys admiring
The geese that fly by, leaving all supply dry
Anonymous see butterflies

Point to several setting moons to enjoy panorama
Just like my treble clef inside
Standing up towards the sky
Need I remind you my problems?
Virgins peel like a cornhusk light
(Cactus-like tendrils, spiky and purple
Yields an invisible fruit inside)
So will I
I am the motion
I can’t see you against the sky

Five AM is when you’ll go
To be caught up in your cries
You will stand by side, your side
I’m over it, I wouldn’t lie

I’m such a weak, tremulous girl
I dive into love way too fast
I get attached to a horrid choice
It should have not been this way
Because of the way social plays

Your sentence stutters, it’s make believe
The transient way that you sang to me
I lost the lover, he’ll never see
The chains that describe what he means to me
Sinking in the sea where the creatures can attach
I want to scream a mountain and override this black

I am a console of good despair
And I only want to have you
No matter what the statutes
Bring me a bottle to capture air
But the room is full of sidewalks
I would rather be deadbolt

I wouldn’t ever remorse you just
To be satisfied with my life
I am not so deep in pride
That’s the way I like to think it but
There are all these things that I want
That I have never begot

Ten cigarettes in the atmosphere
There’s a lightbulb in the ballroom
The fixture sprays its values
Focus the times, nothing’s sacred here
Ridiculous, all these steps
It takes to get to world war
Culture is something unique to man
Sometimes I wish we’d go back
Anthropocentric anthrax
Now *** is something you have to learn
There’s no more animal instincts
You better know your manners

There’s this one person I want to see
Everything that I ever do
But forget some things in front of you

The fear, fear, the total fear

A void in my pocket with a voice
Amazing how you’ll write all these songs and poems
About your heart being broken again and again
And then turn right back around and break my heart without ******* hesitation.
I’m wearing thin it’s time number five
The love I crave could guide my life
But only some people have the privilege of being wanted

Waiting for your love
to grow; in and low
The increase is yours

Yesterday I was in a room full of people
All of whom I’d met within the last two weeks
And I looked around at each person
That I’d interacted with before
And quantified how I thought they viewed me
And realized I thought every person hated me
For some reason or another
And I realized that’s the definition of social anxiety

There’s more where that came from
There’s more behind the scene
When I once had a dream
(this is the scenic route)

I have a little mortification somewhere
Spot the death

The twelve ovals in your eyes when you look down
White and black and brown and
The dark hollowness in your cheeks
Depression is a real heavy word

I saw the moon in a different chapel and started to cry

A list of words I cannot ever say
But I will have to say them every day
I am supposed to practice saying ice
Ice with spice and six o’clock
I will lie and say I did it all
But they all know my tongue will always fall

I googled it to find out what I do
My speech impediment is sadly true
I haven’t done anything about it since
My speech therapist gave me the final mint
I hated it, and it was all suppressed
But now I tell it, I always confess

I wonder if I do it without thought
Am I saying it right or am I not
And no one ever says a thing to me
(Except the boy I crushed on, that one week)
I don’t know if it changes who I am
But I’d still be better off talking like a normal man

It’s something that a lot of people have
But the harsher term makes me inexplicably glad
“Speech impediment”, now I’m special too
Deviancy just like my missing tooth

I always sing even though it sounds weird
Sometimes I avoid the words I’ve always feared
Not “just” the “sea” but “change”, “commotion” too
Especially when I read I’m conscious of how my tongue moves.
Not just that, but I spit and stutter
All my “spreading” is full of clutter
The judge says “Clear”, I have to try
But I could lose the debate, and feel like dying

I know I should grow out of it as a child
But habits stick after so many miles
Along with my disproportionately small hands
And legs and everything that makes me feel like no man’s land
Between a kid and the way I should be
At the age of seventeen
I wish it didn’t change who I am
(Is it just another reason I can't find a...)

Change your numbers for the fans
Lose a game it’s not so bad
Jumping sneakers cut to the chase
Andamanda pace the pace
Fill a fill a fill a fill
Bells are ringing keep it still
Towels wringing water spills
Smelly water in my mouth
It’s addictive get it out
Give me sickness trauma now
I am listening, open your mouth
What I said was not the truth
Open laughter paints the room
Invisibility, cage and broom

My mystic operation is a chance
An aberration for a living hand
The stripey lies all correlate with tears
A goose inside my foot i want to sear.
I want to itch and pray for mom my god
It’s what she wants it’s what she wants to hog
Her box is two-dimensional inside
My instincts tell me no no no no hide
Is this the sound of mouth and spit and chew?
It wants to beat, it’s serenading you.
Right now the eyes are glaring to the key
Don’t pick it up, it leads to fantasy

Three minutes till the castle breaks my ear.
Go home. Go home. Go home.
And And And And This And That
ThThThThS
End of sadness - Over - Time

I find it pretty ******* hard to believe
That someone like you would talk to someone like me
And not expect me to fall in love with you immediately

So it’s the time we will get together
It’s rebellious cuticle education
Don’t know why they said
“We are part of a great cosmic dance”
Surrender to future and make me feel okay

Amplify the taboo
Search for polished rooms
It’s a morphogenetic thing
My quotation indeed
Smile you gorgeous bean
Go back home to remind yourself that
You are beautiful wherever you stand
“I am talking about love.”

A laughing mirror for fun house
The warped faces are so so loud

The gunshot of living without noise
A prayer fills my ears
A ****** waitress was my fear
I know it’s better without life
I wouldn’t change a thing
My fingers dig down inverted
Into soft ground

My side is a candle that cannot be renewed
And I called it famous tillandsia
A baby blue
Fainting miracles to blame
Let the stakes all stir the eye
The prophecy is measured towards the sky
The tiny bible is so wild
The music on the floor is what I came for

A fantasy until torments come to life
It’s a funky feeling to hear
A grand illusion
With a pleasure inside you
An absorbent and multiply
A fish that melts the eye
A top hat and a quantum leap, it’s really weird
It’s a kind duration

With the cards played over
Gone tomorrow and seldom seize the day
Prophecies they fail you or
Imitate you
Seven dividends
And a bandit would sell you before anything ever gets in (rumbling pages)
Animosity selling frauds and plaster all is felled in

Take your spirit, find some image
And repeat it, just relive it
No sensation, grab retwist it
Answers come from winners winning

When my poor head is wet, grandma is gay
Tacit engagement stractics
Crisping over the plains
Gloria

I’m no scented mentalist.
Scream and slide

Where did
It go
It is impossible
The fan
He makes
Too many good points

I have a visitor with a golden eye
Standing in the street
Open to anything
Such as:
Drifting white on the millsap sockways

Tempted by the crew of another

Oh so you’re the seventh advanced skeleton now?
Clorder:Title
Titke

There’s a buidle
Dancing around with the same colored eagle

Take it off
With a chance
To the world
Esta
blish
trust

a) white inside
b) dead inside

You look like you should be short but when you stand up you are going to be really tall. I am the opposite.
Lose the grass in your bones and be here tomorrow
Vandal vandal candle future

Mushrooms fill her eyelids
Covered with the scent of broomsticks, bruises, glue sticks.
I feel it moving, with one inside
Talk to Japan
One’s still inside
One’s still inside
The feeling sticks
In me of me

My angle screams like the kids at bay!
I’ve had enough of all the master troops!
My heads are gleaming, my turns are screaming
The gun is smoking at the heart of it
We shoot the scene and lay a rainbow star
The moon reflected underneath it all
Just like a gum *** stuck under five shots
My ears are ringing like a tongue of thorns
(But I like it)

I am a shell of a man in the shadow of a girl

Change watts, for sale, for sale
Oil on the stop sign rubs out the words
Ventriloquist of a devil Jesus mannequin
Behind the ***** window muted colors
Hearing Radio Disney at night and seeing none of it until I’m older
But now my bus died on the phone

My vendetta in the open
My emotional lantern calls for you
And turns on automatically every night

It’s your fault, it’s not my job
Sister brother changing mob

Only one minute of plaster in wrappers
Golden embraces and chatters and slappers
Milking a chime in the blink of an eye
These are the ones who can normally sigh

Drinking an island outside in the open
Like a balloon it can never be broken
Chosen pedometers cry when they’re called
Never amused and they’re never appalled

My amazing panorama of the gorgeous land
The moon of the weather and silverish thoughts
The sun is out there
Nowhere

Men that caress drama packing the village
Joining the camera when it’s time to scrimmage
Scream like a cannibal eating alive
Foreman and playground and funniest eye

Lose all your wishes and wait for the kisses
Like angel food cake and innocent glistens
Smelling a robin inside of a tomb
Glasses are sitting on top of the spoon

Oh I wonder how my knowledge can be used for good
The little girls charm everyone with their smiles
So how many miles
To go?

My adolescent paparazzis just all come and say
To counter the spink and magic music is a getaway
My view is a heathen
The club is alive and all
The funniest vision
Where trumpeters play such a song
My feet are cold
What should I do
My essence body is calling you

No forgiving
The underworld is for the hide-and-seek
Try, try, traitor
For the one who doesn’t write a song
Lose, lose, winner
The harp of luna can’t be traded off
Go to dinner
Driving out and sing a different song

Come a bit later
Trying to see
A picture of boys that soothe and cancer and see lots of taxidermy
The tie and newspaper
My amusement is great
The poison capital diamond
Tied to what’s on

Dripping harmonies and symptoms
Grabbing tools and violins
Thumping banners of all wisdom
Grabbing children funny kids
The pincher grabs a thunder
I would like to have fun in a perilous game
The sun is raging backwards
My understatement

The smell of sunscreen makes me nostalgic
And the sound of an air conditioner
But not the feeling of a big coat
Or throwing snowballs with bare hands

My soul is weakened at the hand
To be such a one who sleeps
In the morning and night
And midday to which one will have
Anything to be such a winter gun
Such a winter gun
Inside myself inside your own
Hands and thighs and pinky fingers
Little toes on the ground
That will make something a sound
I cannot find the words
To explain some absurd
Gallery on the table
With the magic light of spark
Sparking up to the hills
Cannot be something real
In the ocean, cannot bear
What will see, diamond be
To be careful in the mare
Underwear

Such a boring winter light
Magic markers at the sight
Counting wrens inside the tomb
Mystic magic, *******
Inside my hearer sides,
Inside the willing lies
Toes inside the marching band
Dinosaurs of the little land
Feet with socks of purple pots
Changing numbers like they’re rocks
Sweater on the baking tide
Whizzing laughter fill inside
Drooping eyes of wisdom words
Cannot calculate the buzzing turds
Swooping in and out like a bee inside the masking man
Marching till it’s out of hand
Cannot conjure anything at all
Can you fall
Until the doll
Reaps inside the penny lane
The naked heart inside the side
The cave below
The ground that’s sowed
Sewed inside
The human eye
Everything inside
Something inside
The man won’t go away
The humans are here to stay
The baby parasite
The adult living life
What’s the difference

I find out you are someone’s daughter
Smile waning at the side, a button with no rights
A corpse inside the child that screams until it’s mild

Tomb of council in the march of waits
Castle in the tourist populate
Nothing’s here to mitigate
Told you once
Go unto the night
Then you hide
Granting syllables in the sky
Scrimmaging inside the mark of parts
Thinking as the waiter counts the scars
Stooping down to be aligned
Fighting wars
To be all brand new
Standing there till you cannot choose how to lose

Limerence like a band of thieves
Thorn of whistle cutters like an ambulance
Sing to mark the eye where the ribbon can sigh and cry

My mother seven five eight, losing till you cannot create
Post after ten o clock, I see numbers scratching a mark
I’m in the bathroom at seven, the grandeur, the pastures, the foreheads
My endure is blasted, singing right to the ones who knew

The night’s ticking out till 5 am, 5 am, 5 am
That’s where you come from in dark amends, braving send, dark amends
The hornets and brass of thunder tail, soothing scale, fairy tale
Pristine engulfment of the whale

Pour the anchor out of the cup again
Take my name so I’m leaning at the eye
(Movies fill my eyelids)
With the one can’t be tamed
To write it up, but see nothing right
(Undo gamer sparkle)
The penumbra of sharpened cries
The bells inside your eyes
I need it
(Oil of sundry cancer)
The mendacity hiding
The ghost of the future is too long past

Curling jokers in and out of the pout, for a cloud, till I’m drowned
The markers on the board **** me out, liquid bound, writing round
The masking of the drill cuts the sound, could be found, always loud
Under the stars under everyone
(Toilet mustard heartache)
(Pills that contour grand estate)

Under the pins carnations are *******, throwing the garbage
Masking eulogies with a kite
Thrashing the carnage with a machete, grabbing the youthful
Putting firelight to the sky
Nicaragua counter the prophets
And a phantom see such a muppet
Can you understand where I come from
Where I come from, where I come from?
Selling laughter at the stadium
With a poster for mausoleum
Gotta get down to craze a glue gun
Punking new sons, in the blue sun

Please leave me alone
I’m not the phone
Inscribe your message
Dial at the tone

Trampling a couple of golden thrones
Granting a kisser to join our fun constructions
Waiting till the score
Growing older more
Laughing battles until day is done
I wish I had some fun

Losing a couple of games to haunt
You until your mind is slimed by hoping wishes
Like a bubble tail
Gormball in the light
Go to church with the extras of flight
A morning sun beams bright