Staring out at the stars and wondering what it is...
Wondering if tomorrow I’ll wake up beneath a...
This decaying mezzanine
rusted and green...
These days almost everyone says
“move on you’re somebody’s dream...
The hardness of a fist is nothing compared to the...
But I got used to it, flashing my mind into the...
When the love went,
it was made of little deaths...
the already
cramped space...
In the time before the fall
before the setting of the Sun...
Moving through, a weird haze at my peripherals,
Walking on, something beyond the literal...
She mourned her loss
Day and night and...
One cornered, velvet rose
emitting simple perfumes...
Dig a hole in the cold, dark ground,
throw me in, let the dirt surround...
I hate being alone.
I try to make friends but they quickly get bored...