Your dark brown eyes; graves for stray souls, Reflect the amber streetlights, and the stars implode In cosmic brawls; the moon is cheap cocaine and ne..
Scissors, glossy pictures Glide between the snapping silver blades. Guillotine-edged, lip-looking, glinting in the sunlight, That filters through the ..
Escapism is sold in blister packs, Capsules full of empty dreams. I build a fantasy world from broken needles, Bruised in worship of my Hypodermic Jes..
Her right hand spilled the blood of the left.She was weak; the vulnerable have no placeIn the decaying chambers of my heart.She lay still while emotio..