Prophetic, probation(ary) Backyard pools drown children Pull virtuosity Down below Comfort...
When did your spirit die And leave your body to fend...
We need you In these violent times It seems there is...
Interference Clearance Atop a sky rise We were blind to his...
I have faced the questions of why and not to publish...
Opening fleshy curtains To expose To let the light seep through...
My heart doesn’t bleed For if it did I would be...
Coming for you Lining you up In organized patterns Rubber bands...
Ceiling drips blood-stained secrets Upon me Fury rages like crematory fire...
Playing grown up games Secretly Without a conscience Or a direction...