the light in each ( Read more... )

because you're the sort ( Read more... )

"my love" you start ( Read more... )

hello love, i'm writing you now ( Read more... )

i am the product of opulent masses,
a child of finery, my upbringing passes
beyond want or need, past simple desire,
into excess, greed burning like fire,

consumed and consuming,
my lust shows no end,
a soul kindred only
to a material friend.

so when you look closely,
when you so expectantly peruse,
know that looking, seeing wholly,
is as simple as looking through.

you're all alone, i see ( Read more... )

he was the guitar, the power chord ( Read more... )

my shoulders don't sit straight ( Read more... )

when the city sleeps ( Read more... )