unbroken glass
as clear as solid sky
here we shall lay,
here's where things don't die
staring smitten core smiles
at the space that stretches for miles
bliss is a void (ink thinking)
bliss a sun kiss sinking
frozen in time, put in its prime
beams from a shine
out of your mind
i want perfection
saw it in your reflection
i found it in you with your cute little ways
laughing my arse off, had left me smiling for days
i said 'aye, i want you sir
take me as i am, and through this cold winter'
but you said, 'nay madam'
'my name's not adam'
i already have a miss's
and she'd be wanting my kisses'
and i winked and laugh
and said fine enough
have it your way
i'll be waiting everyday.
leave me pack of wolves, feed me pack of wolves.
i was once a riding hood here.
breathe me pack of wolves, seethe me pack of wolves
embelished this life in amber tears
i sang a song once beside a fire
dreaming of love, and inner desire
i sang this song once beside a fire
loving of death when its taking me higher
i wanted to be held like a glass of toxicity
spending three or four hours within one's proximity
i wanted to be held like a glass of toxicity
always wanting it keeps the consistency
the hours past, my saviour was fast
i didn't complain, i like looking at the rain
he ate my predator, and i loved him so,
but when time had past, i couldn't let him go
though no one comes riding here anymore
everyone thinks of this as folklore
though no one comes riding here anymore
i wrap myself up against the wall, as i sit in the Fall
the older the colder, the specimen
neither smiles at you or me
suffocation at a point
postitive procrastination
contemplation on a stick
will these rails squeak or squeal
i dunno
the specimen is filled with Formaldehyde
smells good, looks good, feels good too
tastes like chicken
extension on the arm, flexion of the heart
half face with perfectly cut lines
i see you
inside you
your brain
shaved and embalmed
lying perfectly still
anatomical position
on the table
the spittle on the tip of your tongue
makes me not wanna hear your voice.
mother of me, please leave me alone to type.
face it, facets are all you can say
i just wanna stay here in my room and not go anywhere.
the warrior child will not speak to me
even if i got down to my hands and my one knee
the warrior child knows i exist
which is why i must persist
in trying to make peace with the warrior child
rapturous souls gone wild
still full of dislike for me
marks the remix of my epitome
but i wanted to find a way to show
that feelings die hard, feelings come and go
that i do not hate the warrior child in return
but instead looks on what i must learn
to not piss off the warrior child
with a temper from medium to mild
but of an air that is most cool
god knows that i'm a fool
that warrior child wouldn't still mind being my friend
shake hands, warrior child, let's put this war to an end.
then i won't ask you to open your eyes
if it hurts too much
you can sit by yourself if you want to, i dont mind
if it hurts too much
you can turn back the clock
if it hurts too much
you can sleep all day, like i do
if hurts too much
then let me hurt with you.
she speaks with two tongues but she can only speak none
topics are abroad, but the subject is the one,
some eyes are staring some eyes are not
unknower above all, line on a plot
inspiration for me,
is a sign of gallantry
a line or two,
i forgot to thank you
...
music is my love because nobody's listening
velvet face, give us a laugh
hearty with joy and stable with grace
turn around and take a place
in the front of the room
where everyone can see
just how happy you can be
don't look at me though
you don't wanna know
why are you laughing at me
we're playing age of oddessy
brushed shoulders and back to back
let's give the teacher heart attack
and run away deep into thoughts
way beyond our prepubescent minds
Yeah I seen ya go down to a cold mirror
it was never clearer in my era so
material
to shine upon your forehead or
check it by the signs
the faces in the corridor
you used to guide me the club maze
and now we struggle through the dub daze
you used to guide me the club maze
and now we struggle through the dub daze
alleyways and hallways
you grab me always
through the alleyways and hallways
i love ya always
its how you go down to the men room sink
its how we talk of how mad men think
its how you go down to the men room sink
its how we talk of how mad men think
i sink myself in hair upon my lover
i don't know her from another Miss
I sink myself in hair upon my lover
I don't know or think that I'd be missed
From alleyways and hallways
I love you always
Yeah, through alleyways and hallways
I love you always
I crawl in through
Alleyways and hallways
I love you always
Yeah I crawl in through
Alleyways and hallways
I love you always
I love you all ways!
Compress the carton of ribbon
between fingers of those
who find fingers of these.
fingers of fish.
they swim with me.
in an octopus' garden
in the shade
the shade that holds the darkness
like a pillow
soft,
close,
and warm,
like horses prancing
through a silver storm
A storm of silver white
Composed of fluffy feathers
and of silver spoons
and silver knives
Everything is silver
and everything is gold
Whilst everything else
Is upside down
When you see all those smiles turn to frowns
and yet also see those frowns turn to smiles
And everyone drinks tea...
All day long...
Welcome to Ephemeral City
My heaven.