it’s only blank
my emotion
a
bullet shooting brush is aware of time
else lost of wicked mercy threads
I am no will of being
decry the color
i spent only a part of time in seconds
mom taught me metal smiles through locked doors
when I spelled the name of my god times were gone as her careless hair was tied to my back of lies
bored of word passing introspection it’s backseat slapped the beat to my cuts across by grill
sensed razors slammed the chin of infinite thresholds passing ball pen eyes as fear of now
if she looked the walls curled to fault emotion tempers of hated scents tearing the vain to floor
becoming the unbecoming of sorrow’s comedy repeatedly spending voices on choir spasms
slumber my walk through science days of trusted tears wearing belts on fire
other buttons tied notion to the bang of heads spilling chars upon my eyes
trees expelled vomit
since when less
was trench
we met
forget
the sticky became flies far degree
stomach reality
confirmed dried lips
stealthy hair
broomstick mentality
brrr
eik
wench thirst
pies plunge the spoil
bagpipe maneuver
depressions m a tt er
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Humane brain weigh.
100 billion.
Neuro wire.
Some excel.
Beauty is
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