I've constructed a fortress made
entirely of mirrors and misdirection...

Time
is a fickle illusion that...

My castle has been reduced to rubble,
and my shiny crown melted down into...

Have we been broadcasting live
this entire time...

I thirst for routine.
Even as my shoes are swallowed up by...

The moon is leaking solemn
silver drops of...

Why do I have such a rapaciousness for souls that...
Why do I drink heavily on drafts of decimation and...

Like wet cement carrying an impression;
my footprints still linger from...

Morning mist drifts through the streets,
and my eyelids gather...

Chaos begs to be soothed;
just as a candle flame begs to be stoked into an...

Raindrops crash down relentlessly-
Each splash covering my skin with...

Familiar fires smoulder throughout
my mind...