Your slender attitude

Trembles not exquisite like limbs knife-skewed,

Rolling and rolling there

Where God seems not to care:

Till the fierce love they bear

Cramps them in death’s extreme decrepitude.

Your voice sings not so soft,-

Though even as wind murmuring through raftered loft,-

Your dear voice is not dear,

Gentle, and evening clear,

As theirs whom ( Read more... )

In a dream I was a werewolf ( Read more... )

wounded river push along 
searching for that desert song
and god will come and wash away 
our tattoos and all the cocaine

I will go crazy
just wanting to know

We suffer everyday, what is it for ( Read more... )

Their horns were black and shiny
(like when east meets west)
ghost riders in the sky 
in the night 
Yipeeyayoo  yipeeyayeh

seemingly impossible to know how far they had found themselves in the middle of nowhere. one thing for sure, we could feel it and see it. We carried build up energy in our bones like tiny light particles. blacksheep girls cant stay put  (a lingeriing desire to blow up and leave the past behind ( Read more... )

there is no running .yes..
only waiting

brr shake it off

Don't look now, we're branded, we're the black sheep ( Read more... )

And the sky was made of amethyst ( Read more... )