Move me or stand
In the way of a moving train...

My footsteps seem resonant in this frigid night
Upon these gray dancing stones...

The lens arrest us in these stances
Frameless postures that expel these illuminations...

Congruency has it's repercussion on my belated...
A night time narrative I have invariably been in...

Taking pills behind locked doors
To get near the crest of every sole...

~~~~~~~~Into a sun that never sets, they stare
~~~~~A black circle is forming in the place it...

I penetrated the scintillation in your iris
It sends glares of fire over this frigid...

Shallow eyes
Peicing the flesh it\'s so fixed on...

Hey, will you look at me now?
I've been tracing you...

Write your name here
A signing of the most abysmal raptures...

There is an epic in the belly of this grave
Wherein lies my tainted brain...

Years surpass our track of time
Diminishing through the intervals in the sidewalks...