- A mad gleam
Go back to Egypt and the Greeks,
Where the Wizard understood
The Spectre haunted where man seeks
And spoke to ghosts that stood in blood.
Go back, go back to the old legend;
The soul remembers, and it’s true:
What has been most and least imagined,
- No Poem
No more sleeping,
No more dreaming.
No more breathing,
No more leaving.
No more sleeping,
No more dreaming.
I have to tell myself.
- seaside suicide
So Sweet to me, so sweet,
but this means nothing to the circumstances i'm in and out
Ready to fall, ready to call
the last sirens in life, you know
I felt fucking uncomfortable
Alone, so alone with anyone
So alone with everyone
So damn depressed with anything
- Untitled
for all those who want to analyze me
for all those who want to analyze me
start off in the hips and move to my lips
start off in the hips and move to my lips
i can see you changing me
i can see you changing me
i wanna tear my clothes off