pale morning blue. leather soles on white cement. few birds sang but their music carried on in harmony with the rustling trees ( Read more... )

a bandage wont heal a bruise

little apple blossom
eating cherries out of the corner tree
she ate them all
though she told herself three
her face was hard and pale
cold like ivory
she breathed sparkles and milky pearls

I don't need you

You don't need me

You say I kill the vibe

but these are just my feelings

You don't care to help it seems

So I'll forget and move on with my day

At least I know I'm there

for anyone in pain.

rawberry tart

i see you in the dark

eye like fireflies

finger tips of lilly

your glow i could sense

hours away

your tongue running down my spine

like i was a fire escape

My hour glass is running out of time
and even though I know
life goes on
I feel my bones are breaking
Maybe with the fall of winter
I'll turn to snow
Still as stone

my hour glass is running out of time and even though i know life goes on i feel my bones are breaking.

all day long ( Read more... )

separated in my womb
encompassed by my wounds
too doomed to take direction
i let the wind guide the way

Bastard son like a sitting shepard playing with his gun
galileo said "draw a card"
the lady in the moon directed you with her wild eyed spark
and with spite you picked a satellite
of love