Monthly Archives: April 2014

Just what i knead.

if fingers could, then fingers would tell the tale of me in truth be told a tiny damn would break and set me free- if eyes could lie, in vicious need of fading truths and air see i the time … Continue reading

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the wanting glass beach..

im drowning here. in a sea of my own self inflicted need to stay in a mess of inorganic decomposing deconstructed never was but now is way way way way too far to go back now and unhappen un-involve un-interupt … Continue reading

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the greys, the blacks, and the uglies.

in visible pain that looks down on me now in blood letting lesions of dreams shattered again by whispering winds where nothing is now as it seems barely bespoken but held on -too tight- in soft tight searing deafness of … Continue reading

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the great canceled symphonic boom

sometimes the noise just gets so loud it all just disappears..

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point of contact

huddled here in lonely time in broken waves of you shattered now of past recourse and all i ever knew, fine thin hands wrapped tight on shaking small frame ghost thats me, and crouch here yet in blinding pain and … Continue reading

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zombie passport

half here. im half here. the other half’s with you. scratch that. all of me’s with you. na, theres no one here at all- at all, theres no one here, at all.

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