Epilogue

We fell..... down. So many times. Oh,I think I'm tired. Thinking that everything will work out. Well it finally all worked out. But it's still. Not the same.

With Closed Eyes

Your eyes. Tarnished gold. So crystallized. And wise. . You stood. Just like. A tender child. Whenever you stumble by. . Your smile. Familiar eyes. You disturb my sleep.

Quiet These Paintings Are

Quietly these colours will fade. but soon they will be as one.. For a moment i will stare. into this deep saddened sea. and will suffer the death's fright..

William's Alabama

He's a man of the grain. Wears his robe of burly pain. Bowls the town for alcohol. Chewed up his name and he sold it all. Perched it up for sale. He turned the light out.

Night's Dew

Fallen

I've losted mine strength,. i've losted mine sanity.. I've seen myself falling. and i'm tired to stand..

Twilight Hall

Shade calls the bone marrow she left a stage so bare. And everyone clapped to see you rise so gracefully. What a fright on such a beautiful night. The soldiers rang around my head.

Down Into The Stream

Throw A Blanket Over The Sun

He throws a blanket over the sun. He closes out everyone. While she prays,. "Don't let him take me. There must be a better way.". . You will come to me in a dream.

Angels Of Distress

Come closer for myself...and let your angels fly away.. As i am , forgiven by them... my angels.. . Feel mine cleansing touch... fall through your worlds....

The Sable

Air dives from your reach. You cover your mouth. Hoard your lovely breath. For which not to speak. You're always sweet. In the darkest days.

...to Live For My Death...

All life will be gone. soon leaving myself.... into the spheres of emotions.... emotions.... i thought.... There's nothing left for me,. anymore... everything.

The Path Of Least Persistence (figure Ii)

There goes your mother and her plague. What a terrible display. Of a charcoaled tongue. That wouldn't lend a hand. Though this dead was a thoughtless act.

...in The Mist

Slow mine feet are,. frozen their veins.. Still closing helplessly afar,. waking the creatures within.. . I am a lonely traveller,. awaiting to sleep eternally..

The Hover Is Ajar

The hover is ajar. My worth has fled. Be certain of this empty tray. Do we maintain that there is no one. For me to ring. This stale sight of you. Your spotted eyes.

The Hem Around Us

You fiend, you friend, you confidant. You hold me against my will. I scurry and scant this hectic step. You climb adrift this boorish racket. . This wire, this mane, this coronet.

Surly Demise

This state it cannot be sound. For seeing through. The day with fresh eyes. Try to lick these bits. Back into place. These tanks bore there wintry weight.

Rich Hum Of Air

I croon like a lumber crane. Sank quick inside your snare. Her fellow steps across my head. I'm her colt and she's my mare. Dense falls across my face.

Ribbons Of You

These bloated veins have climbed. Hillsides and airlines. Looking for a limb to reside. This eager scheme has turned. Lathered up your bottled smile. But the notice passes the tether by.

Regulation Scorrer