I'm growing blue opaque orient disgraced sunshine on velvet stockpile pieces.
Warmth of love light pouring down shades of off tone deaf musical scales.
Its so no way out underways that mean nothing to understand.
I will just begin to out weigh the condescending mimes movements in those places.
The meaning of I is lost in the discussion of us old bedsheets used to cover the broken down truck.
All things are now, karma is absolute and tomorrow is always now because.
Clenched teeth biting the barbed house wife wire flat roof catching a glimpse of heaven.
Sat in a downright compartment full of insulated belongings stolen from the factory.
Its just another cover up this dreaming in cycles that ferment chaos and desire.
All leading to nothing sorry canopies don't cover up the sores left from nights on our knees.
Pretend goldfish in a frozen pond crackers too soon let go of my escape convictions.
Welterweight always drowning in the cool warmth of midnight.
Loosing my soul by twilight's last finish to goodbyes selfish telephones cries.
Crucifixion is the only redemption worthy of the name.
Vanity pushed hushing with echoes on sidewalks stomping maple leafs.
In a crisis wing bats flutter to one side to meet the medals strung.
Gold or metal refrigerator glue sticking close knit scarves against none another.
Dru
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