Forgetting I am fugitive.
A new scar on your soul.
All the heartbreak I stand to inflict

The sirens beg.
Choking.
For the understanding below paling flesh.  
A spoonful of sugar over this fantasy.  
Brown blood pressures the cell's telephone calls.  
That word is mistaken.  
The lies to bring sunset into sunrise.  
When the capital fails and the rest is wax. my search can stall.  
O' and bone,  oil and bone.  This luxury tinned.  Beat warm, earn the warning.  
Lude rests and he sleeps and he falls into me.



Fall asleep sutured life.
Wake a corpse in the graveyard.  
A scar to shine bold.


No jewelry to tell my troubles with.  
A skirt nests between zero and one.  
Cinder block or wood. My back arches. My back twists. The bed shadows my guilt.  Waving and flapping above my head.  
Donate your own home. Your wounds for the increase in volume.  Guilt watches the river and trembles.  



Forgotten anchor.
For the mass has replaced you.
The last transmission.

The last transmission. I've burned my oldest friend. All of these numbers are lonely. You say, all of this heat is smothered. And for me to lift and never be able. Crawl around the back and shine your light to bring again the wake. And there is no one digging. There are no hills for you to sever, Every land you raise will settle. A camouflage stain slowly in the forest. Starting with Jung, staying quiet with few hopes of weapons. Feel the vague spectacle. Beyond your scope. The sun draws mistaken. A lie for the evening. This is no warmer. This is not you leaving.

The last transmission. From the porch, tones entangle. The knot is a loss. The soft scales break your waters. The gleam reveals the tin. To pierce your heart and question why not sooner. It is trust. You must follow, you must not stray. The fable sings of loss. A brash whimper.

Deciding to pursue religion. False harmonies. Odd years growing up. You don't care for the upset, do you? Alone I sit in the spotlight, Hallelujah. Enjoying the absence of brass. My neck restored. Relaxing vertebrates. Shoulders depressing. Newer cut. Crystal above emeralds. Dear fire, Pursue the rigging. Make us of this intrusion. Square cut chardonnay.

Eaten by wolves. A vibration to atone for. My heart is here, fallen rotten from the greying branch. The antlers.

The lottery opens for the elderly. A line of i.o.u's, cleaning lessons and instructions. The diagnostics and tattoos. Hidden for now. Same to you. Pleasantries. Very fond of the pulp. Seperated. Outside the glass. Hello. Her voice buzzes. My rusp confirmed. I belong. To the night of outside steps. Crystal vials. One sand. One liquor. One teardrop. Pendants for torn down. Furniture. To observe. Chastise classic chimera.

The south african student. Abroad in the states. A holiday of quotas. This moment, falling into the pools of whole ethics. Difference in bothers. Perception of the receptionist.