These burdens we happen to bear flash only yellow teeth and never the invitations of softly torn cotton, closely knit with tiny knots to hold it all together. Fame and fortune never seem to disappoint, only disappropriate.

Though you're still attached to my heels I refuse to disregard the lacking substantial matter, one dimensional characters too dark for admitance of actual features. All the heads in the sand without reason to bury or hair for us to get stuck in, those are the hollow pointed mirages that drape across schemeless colours the way vibrations make ( Read more... )

Accessing new lows is means of preventing resurrection, embalmed with circus music swindled from mine shafts and periodically molded into accents on the film moving at quadruple speed in reverse. This is life in steps of play, pause, rewind, record and distribute to corners of the earth only found in dim lit basements only found through a backdoor ( Read more... )

The only time you hold me this tight is when your hands are around my neck. If I had a name to chase I'd give them a more literal treatment.

The closest place between hurdles seems to be the trapeze over a lightless intersection, teetering on the edge of a concept that's been tip toeing around unlocked fences and through shrubs for as long as it is discreet. Melanoma has tested the worth of every last ray of sunshine, absorbed as radiance and misconstrued as the laments of toxins and ( Read more... )

There's something growing in the attic worth all the cracks in the steps and advertisement of stripped paneling to deter you from entering, flowers spill toxic scents to trap every wanderer with lapses in imagination and covet steep losses of intention. Those stings seem something more brutal than your taste smeared across my teeth, carbon copied ( Read more... )

Impatience shows how curves reflect this soft light, all night stumbling on views of the ocean too close to believe they used windows to separate. Bring me to the table and feed this ache in my chest, my scavenger will won't allow thirst to dry out what's left of our well, mannerisms set precedent for delayed reaction like rats under the ( Read more... )

Lacking the vultures instinct is no excuse for last dances to sway from beat to beat and slide together like the strings used to fasten life to bare limbs, carry on is the polite way to explain all the things about being twisted into a heap that crushes equated chemistry under heals like giants toying with ferris wheels. Look over the left ( Read more... )

Resonance clears all these shipping channels, while I keep swimming in the murky currents of fiction to taste test parasites and bacteria home made with tiny hands submitting to shards of wood embedded in the batter. Coagulate another roadblock and tell stories of dissolving wills preempting torture of all those spots made tender by soft touchs ( Read more... )

Control units light up small rooms like city lights from thirty thousand feet, approach and final descent into schematics adjusted to bias of damged colors. There are mannequinns plotting to desire, favors of left feet continue with pearlized trim contingent on lack of tears rolling around the necks of white collared shirts, tracing their contures ( Read more... )