Twelve-oh-one wishes
Brushing lovers' closed eye-lids...

Scream your lungs bloody,
Fall prey to normalacy...

Broken bottles scream
of true infidelity...

If I could sing you a song, I would.
But we all know music's more than sound...

I guess that if I'm going to be so selfish,
I should be a bit specific too...

So do you feel it in your veins,
this sweet poison streaming through...

Every melody pumps through ears,
pulsing out heartbeat's song...

The click clack of heels upon empty streets,
echoing as though through twisting corridors...

Minute confessions
Reverberating silence...

Just a simple wish,
upon which all reality is based...

Every heartbeat is another fraction
of this cliched inspiration that laces through our...

Rain praises God sweetly
Humming songs of redemption...