His dreams are no longer inspiring
or driving, for he doesn't have a heartbeat...

He discovers pieces
around him, inching their...

I know your soul is present inside of that...
plastic mask and metal chains...

A maroon sweater clings to me, but my legs
stick out, not like twigs, like passing lanes...

When we first meet, it might be in an ordinary...
a place that does not harbor superiority or...

You never walked out.
I walked out on myself...

Sneaking into her covers, zipping up her
backbone like the amateur costume that...

It seizes you when you are pulling out of the...
swerving to avoid the curb, as you try to keep it...

Will my love be
daylight...

I can't even write with music of my own choosing,
because there is a persistance surrounding my...

Imagining a palace of wolves,
where all around me cruelity is my protector...

We check out humans like they are library books,
browsing past their skin with retinas made for...