

you aim above, I hit belowmercy skips a note a record of the stamped out.you aim above, I hit below
obsolete obituary, an involuntary rememberance of the past.
leaves a burn mark upon my finger tip
torched taints like scorched saints,
ambiguous and intense the rush pushing you over the edge your heart beats fast, but your breathing relaxes you are the pulse the internal descion.
to search a little harder for the truth among all this.
And mercy skips a note so I will place my cold hands on your chest, try with all my little words to explain
where I cam


04.13.08I miss the days the bone stretched over skin04.13.08
You were hunny and I was cinnamon
& I hid out in the dark to hide from my sin
a feverish fetish, my waiting game.
I miss the days when you said my beauty was rare because I always looked so sad and beyond repair but when I smiled my face changed, and you could have sworn that I was someone you hadn't seen before.
I'd take two steps forward, & three steps back speaking of strength among everything I lack,
swear on the bible Id never do that then burn all my promises, pray off the smoke.
I, the prey, you were meant t


nero eclipseI'm particularly submissive to this submission wicker wires tighten their grip hip to finger tip and you speak in your tounge and I walk blindfolded eyes wide,nero eclipse
seeing everything.
listening to nothing.
this eclipse, a chemicaly induced internal movement lighting sparks in the fog.
I am the blur of colours, the smudged lines, of a universe i've created,
of a secret under the dirt, stuck to your sheets, a morning in the night,
to cling the clutch that materlizes,
like your worth here.


round pegall the stars in the sky couldn't justify the empty circle that overflows, never endinground peg
the targeting tangant,
that will never remove itself from my eye just like the moon the fibers in me chase until i'm too tired to find a straight line out of this circle I call life


Desideratum of MistakesCigarettes are my vice.Desideratum of Mistakes
I smuggle them between my lips usually choking halfway into the hit, dragging in too much of what shouldn't even exist because I know he would have called if he needed me.
The chime never tinged my face to make promise from a week of sickness, but
I turn my own stomach these days.
I pick at each grainy scab, reopen every dare into the delta of my brain only to resurrect another of my ghosts.
They file along ominously to the jumping beats, sporadically undertoning my
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Damn northvan and its lack of things to do.
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