Friday

Another she will anyway

Colliding on old photographs.

Some other candy matrimony

that strips the night I
breathe...

Maybe next time

tread wire on jaded memory

against every line I know

I threw my wish in there

and tripped the night I
breathe...

Maybe next time

Spade and Parade

They don't want to stay here
any longer

Though I remove, Spade and
Parade

The guilt and bones through
my sandcastle

Hide and go seek giants smile.

Bowling ball closet horror.

Stroll this uncanny heart...

All I have is shattered glass
and wire.

Tools to teach gypsies
Calliope...

Now my whole life.

Hide and go seek giants smile.

Bowling ball closet horror...

And they know nothing...all I
had was you

What was and will be...nothing
has changed

?Dying I rose to face the new morrow?