forget about running away
forget about trying to play it nice better off alone, again I know, it's sad I do it now and then, I do it for myself
-s's.
before your afterlife you choose to be your own type of fire that could both keep you warm and torture you tonight
-s's.
for the past three days there was
no beat or no pulse
even in the ringing of bells, no melody buzzes
wet droplets of rain accumulate on the window pane
willful stillness, a shot of the past that nobody could claim
-s’s.
A single thought hangs up the grandeur of your acrylic
embraced in my mind’s floral wallpaper and scenic -s’s.
i have nothing to talk about
Nothing to say’s so important that it’ll keep the world running
like an HVAC whirring and compressing
Like motors like steel like the factory of fame and dreams
on planet Mercury
in the clouds
through this message I hope that the show keeps on going
help me up the stairs, but
there’s no sky that’s worth living in
-s’s.
tears stream out eyes into the pacific, sweet in a saltwater company white and blue in an ocean scenic, in peculiar harmony
-s's.
all that we think is an engine
a part of a time machine
Did this time it belong to me?
serene, unique,
I only hope
the way that I hope
For my defeat
-s’s.
Remember me I used to Hate you Remember me I used to Play along to Stupid scripts You write to Kill me off They came true
-s’s.
You’re not the origin
you’re addicted to leaving
and the old souls hold close their
broken things; clear glass,
porcelain and knickknacks
-s's.