where is your shore, embanked upon escarpment, stand absolved wrapped nine broken toes, embark horseshoe cold, gripped tidal falls call us what? call us home to One who can make everything void (to start again) pulverizing, ponderous, predication go find others to contest your venom grows tepid, little viper wanton weariness, enamored by shining doublet of insecurity porous pride. Deliver us, O Lord, from the whispers of evil minds, for you have heard sounds of our weeping we kneel, supplicant God will answer. none before another linking hands to become Stronghold, embargo Iroquois iris, smack swallow, hallowed bow down before … Continue reading metal Colors, Titania pt.2
is it ire or indifference. we cannot speak in this manner to find out, dragging far too often this palaver of emptiness. harried, spear-tip tongues will lash with effort. i may fail again but a smile finds my face. a caustic dark, concurrent with a river of shit bleeding profundity. my bones have melted into forms unfamiliar and God has turned my ankles, so i limp as a foe opened upon foreign shores. stoned in bat country, my vampyre is a sulking bitch, chewing the fat on my shoulder. makes everything blurry. understanding is a slow death, change is gonna … Continue reading ire or indifference?