rearview

a fool’s playground, broken gold allow it allow it doesn’t it get old? my Ken doll rah like paper folds bold in name and that is all same old same old rise and fall it’s peak though because broken bows don’t help you grow you know.

bubble

You look familiar, My rekindled flame, Smiling eyes appear, Spirits the same. Wandering heart, You’re everything you claim, A work of art, In God’s name.

nuclear

it was a dreamy memean extreme seize the scenecontradiction of lean leadsincantations and prayer beadsdistant whispers in keen tweetshearty sleeves, empty deedsalice in repeat, malice in these streets,a mean feat in sleepy keepsfeed and seek these fleas on fleek.Creep, repeat, delete, leave.Different colour skins.Freeze.What, son?No, it was Sherlock.Again.

crash

the mome raths outgrabe so many dazed, like it makes up, for how you actually had me razed, erasing me, while you set up on stage: you live without menace though, so that makes every mistake okay, like my essence wasn’t crescent enough, detached from real life, pretend cos play, game, set, match; forty-love, forwards, […]

as if I haven’t seen it already

You’re no longer relevant. Fight to survive. Trying to scale heights. Just to stay alive. Licking eyes. Smoothing lines. Stepping out of line. Sending out lines. My lines. Nothing but honesty right. No lies. Listen while you cry. Hold you while you die. Souls align. Brought breath to. Gratitude. To all, except the few. Warrior […]

cactus

while you wyle away within another ether I can’t touch bursting into flames is the blame I can’t work precious star seals so when it affects us it was meant to be real as if it were me all along like you never said you loved me cosign priority of an unconditional love kind I […]

pip

I have fallen from instinctive grace, a lame excuse for shameful games, fame is your trophy I lay slain, vied myself between fury and fortitude distinctions cut with unconditional magnitude the only solitude I wished for was inside your arms heart beats in situ I remember your eyes were my i’s how are you today is […]