how the rapier speaks to flesh is not unlike the serpents' tongue enlightenment of understanding through confrontation I'm using my perspective as an
if bound by complication the ratio of my exaggeration is all mixed up between meters and miles the measurement of the situation is a diagram of a useless
are we here to understand or to survive we are building mountains the blueprints are being drawn as breathless words pour from these eyes mounds lay
the bodies were still warm as we awoke time took past away we dragged what was left to the shores all just to see death burn holes through the black
when the shadows grow long and gravity begins to let you down can the spacebound foetus pilot around and our way out because to me every moment matters
every word she said lured me into surrounding my fingers around her throat now I roll along with her severed head her design is fit only for a creature
all of my thoughts and wishes were for her to smash her head through the windshield and let the shattered glass drop to the pavement in song some of
with broken arms, a nasty note and a dead rat, I carry with me her suspension of disbelief why can't I be the genius who solved the greatest problems
why are people more interested in how a building reaches to the sky than it touches the ground she is always looking up as I pull concrete from my teeth
when opinion is brought on by suggestion the anecdote is not evidence enough for handouts of daily anesthetic to disguise the next disappointment or
I am above from where they are reaching and what they ask of me I am beyond as life unfolds these eleven lessons in chaos I lay before you but should
