In crimes alive and branches thick.
The ice that wraps around her hips.
Traveling batteries charging us annually.
Radically far with a love of insanity.
A battlefield of snails.
Helpless in their quest.
Reaching with emotion.
Shells protecting chests.
Who knew that when the turtles.
Found the snails it'd end in murder.
The sun is for gamblers.
The night is for self.
The light is distrusting.
As one all the rest.
As one all their chests.
They want all thats left.
Dancing for us.
Laughing for breath.
In only one chair.
The seat can be swept.
Broom of eyelashes in movements that wept.
Except the injection.
Accept the affection.
Collection offensive to human progression.
Nonsense with pictures to further digression.
Clown on a stage is the King's only friend.
Alive as the angel that floats through his head.
Dice we roll.
Only the planes that the paper unfolds.
Can break the one moment that made our youth old.
There are too many things in nothing it seems that the nothingness eases nothing it bleeds.
How is the reason.
Why is for breathing.
We all need agreement.
Bereavement is who when we see our friends leaving.
Indeed it knows what or if brains are a voice.
When where is a statement .
And their all a choice.
There are forever doors.
Raining on a man unsure.
The walking weird have talking fears its hard to make a dream appear.
Censor of a shutting mind.
Can't hear the voice if ears don't try.
Losing every single fight to lose an even bigger war.
Braided tight and wearing wings.
Changing flight the dark and light are right within the heartbeat site.
The Earth shifts us with every spin.
Our brains convinced its caving in.
If every rotation alters are makeup.
We're waking with changes in missions on paper.
Awake with emotional stock on the shelves.
Each day we are new we go look for ourselves.
Just wait awhile.
You will get what you need.
But for now just look tasty.
On you they will feed.
The mindless will find us and tic tac our toes.
Leave us insulted.
Leave us exposed.
Almighty business they just don't think twice.
We triple think all sacrifice.
Showers in rice with the maybe retirement.
I wish I knew how.
But my eyes are environment.
Visions of footprints that turn into kindness.
How can my vision make me feel blindness?
How does my reason drift into silence?
The Earth is a gift that the universe kissed.
Our life is the only life that we've missed.
If the molecules, all break the rules,
I hope that I still have a use.
If i get lost.
To help them find.
A reason they can smile sometimes.
Isn't that a walk worth taking?
Madness leaves a world awakened.
Synth for dinner.
Synner for a pair of sinners.
Wearing hair thats growing thinner.
Older minds that lose to winners.
Backward vicious tables twisted.
Able drifters weak and gifted.
Showmen on a stage of clowns.
Enlightenment and breaking down.
Money talk for lane creators.
The minds they lost.
They'll find them later.
I met this man named Walker. Johnny knew a cat named Jim. I don't remember meeting him. The spanish lost me with Jose. But we still laughed ferociously. Its strange the road that led me here. Carved by brother Vladimir. Ignoring life for just awhile. In denial halfway clear. All my friends are fucking weird.
Its nearly eleven.
The cantos speak.
Eleven deep with strong belief.
The deep are rude and feeling used.
Their only mind.
The one they'll lose.
If humankind could only choose to lace up their forever shoes.
Save our speck and quit the news.
Perhaps the love would afternoon.
In evening give the fear a bruise.
With leaving meaning only this.
Minds would find togetherness.
The world became an amethyst.