aftermath

in that tight tight dress

what a psychedelic mess.

and she didnt know how to stop it.

already won

check your flight make sure its right and try, if you can, to last the night. check shes fine and check her lies walk the streets with exposed upper thighs. walk til morning and work the day sell yourself to get your pay you arent anything you arent new.

this game is over, i think you lose.

mystery

i never knew a thing about him:

from his angels smile to devils intentions he was pure confusion.

but now, as his hand rests upon my leg

i know he has even more layers then i could ever know...

evils kiss

and in that night you were everything to me.

but as days and hours pass you fade away:

"ill give you a reason," you say and i need little more to prompt me...

and much to stop me.

refresh

in her dreams were girls with bones like bird cages, dancing upon dusty stages laced with red lights. gone were pajama days and barely there nights. these were the days of the dreams, the disease...

rest

and in those moments when we lie there

all i keep thinking, as i draw my fingers over your back

is that one day we will only be particles

...until, like dust, we settle

distant

lets scrape away all these distant ideals

for one day we will just be bones, and dust...