unhealing incisions, path that turns vicious,. a recurring sequence or an unbroken line,. it makes no difference to the one that's analyzed,. it's all fate so be resigned..
Caroline has a dime. . But none of her calls are getting through. She tries to call a friend now. She lives in a room alone. . Her best friend's her imagination.
When all the consoling places. Lose their charm and change their faces. The world becomes too cruel to bear. And something in you starts to tear. When nothing seems to be quite worth it.
Clean could still be the big white knight. A man so blessed with foresight forseight. . The page wants to stay white. Fixed. Lost. . Clean martial rhythm's been locked in.
Fear as friend I wish I'd never kissed;. faded hand to mouth as catalyst.. Technicolored static sender,. secondguess my love for danger.. Bold-face it with a hand of 10 by 10..
You're not punk and I'm telling everyone. Save your breath, I never was one.. You don't know what I'm all about. Like killing cops and reading Kerouac. My.
You woke from a dream of a blank page,. unwritten story of six years sleeping.. Clear-headed or empty-headed,. it was a secret that would bear keeping..
i was caught in the deception of my own perception,. believin' i would be the one, but i was hurt by my intentions. foolish heart, naive mind, only left me behind.
I dug my fingers in the earth.. I drew you pictures of my pain.. They were so pretty.. They were so vain.. Let it touch you everywhere.. Put your hands in the water..
In this ocean I'm a bag of tea.. I make some clouds but they're minor league.. Hack at the base of the largest tree.. Only to find that it doesn't bleed..
you strained to find a lesson. now just ignore it. hold on to your heart. but there's no use for it. just go loose, choose not to choose. staring at that window.
I see him coming. . We hold our rock we are ready. . The thing we'll do to him. . They aren't fit for anyone. . Hey this is serious business. . I'm gonna hate myself.
Said you were. 10 feet tall, yeah and bulletproof. 10 feet tall, yeah and bulletproof. You can live that way. But it's hard to move. It's a little maze, little true.
Show me one good, paper guarantee.. Oh, my sweet promissory.. Stern old men,. make a bed for me.. I'm more than ready.. . One more confirmation of a new low,.
Sunken eyed best friend of mine. Why do you sit so. still, still shaking? Superhero sapped of all powers.. I'll kneel beside you, watch you for hours. There's.
tourniquet binds, tether reminds, clean but confined to eyes. carceral time, brutal refined, distractions define. turn on channel 3. returning to find, numbers assigned, a view misaligned, sold off.
I went to a party last night.. What sick things I saw.. Makeout sessions and bicycle messengers,. Punks and art school dropouts.. I ran into this guy I knew.
Stretched on this city's grid. Sometimes I feel so well hid. Pinned to this city's grid. No sign to end or begin this capillary life. This capillary life, this capillary life.
Free, alone. The predawn white light's coming on. Bottle on the night stand.. I count disasters on my free hands now. Run for cover there's big one coming..
A minute,. a second,. a half-life,. a minus,. a segment,. a blinder,. elective detention.. It's secession time,. paid for by cutting backwards.. It's election time,.