Sentences collide to fires lighting twilight’s brilliant wires Where I am strung clinging to bits of twirling love that will never be fulfilled until the pain is gone
I heard you, higher than before in the icicles that hung from the window where stars never were and I see you, further than the last; slipping through the minutes that get caught in my chest Oh! I am afraid of myself and afraid of moving you so close because I was once wilder and [...]
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A slotted afternoon, again as I walk through rain downtown to the place where I once kissed her eyelids, as she brushed my chin. Down, to where people run, uncaring without a thought of things that breathe, things like love, and misery, trees, and children, all laughing at their play. And I walk through the [...]
The jaw hangs open to take all it can; to fill out the secrets and build up the cracks that form, in those desert days on Death Valley’s plains where the snakes rush the waterwall and men long for rain, when the cloudless skies are covered and they feel naught but winds that pull at [...]
Screaming became the speech of choice to wrap little fingers all the way around the cord Caused by minor fractures of vertebrate as they trample past the dead body conscious of little more than their own Attempting to pull themselves up in a bucket and out of an iron casket where their skin spent the [...]