I could recall that day so clearly
like old wounds re-inflicted once more...

Spacemen why are you crying 13 minutes in orbit...
what is it you see through locked veils that...

The dew is growing upon the coloring grass
the sun can be seen from a high...

You felt the affinity black coarse and seductive
distorted against a chemical blade...

Cathartic recluse sets depth into sight
along with vacant photos of hidden desires...

A winters night
captured in atmospheres grasp...

Abrupt leave but the man is still inept
as crying doesn\'t change the fact...

Come inside this head of mine
a casket full of useless times...

Your tantric sweet and wooden
a fickle giddy scent...

Theres a ferocity in the distance
its gentle from here but the tingles creep...

I am not folding
under a contradicting lecture...

I tasted blood slithering between my teeth
and my hands clenched onto the concrete floor...