If this is the best of all consequences
I fear and dread the opportunity to know...

And we have no time to fall
Back into old practice...

There is no anguish like that of the close
As you walk straight into the metaphysical barrier...

He holds the blade, steady and sure, a lethal...
He picks up the gravel and throws it high...

With the petals breathed in close
Until the blooms tickled his nose...

Beyond understanding I fold
Within inner conflict, waging warfare...

Bliss replaced with an emptiness unexplained
How swiftly I learn to depend on you...

It's more or less the same as nothing on this...
But I suppose your kiss is like moonlight...

We are but ribbons floating in the wind, refusing...
Around each merry maypole we leap, we twist, we...

"And why do you feel you would be an asset to...

I can hear the record of time, in my static...
I'm beginning to think of this as my interview...

For some moments in life there are no words.
The rain falls as tears in my stead, though I am...