Time Was Running Out
The arrogance of control was living on, above the ground, the poverty was draining the relatives still looking for a lifebelt with a crock of gold in the middle. Time…
For Really They Will Never Know
Astral transmission do you read me, the doors are open it is time to go, do not tell anyone I am going, for really they will never know, that a…
Dust Returns
Ashes for sale different grades & classification, but dust returns in the fluted conduits of time, to be part of the furniture or shot to the sky because there is…
The Peace of Sleep
The peace of sleep is the sleep I get, or is it death, I know not yet as I seem to wake in a different state, have I changed, is…
A Clean Sheet Before You Go
Accountable for your extremes now you’re in a sweat the last week, write it down, how many times did you run away. Write your sins down the clock is ticking…