IM NEVER ALONE ---- A FAMILY OF THOUGHTS

Words blasted, 
paper drenched 
masterbated sheets
sirens sing to voiced depths
floundering against Glass /stone icons
worshipped static soulless diseases
glazed eyes roll into urine stained corners
​​​​​​​flesh stitched in missing musical movements
Costa coffee cups roam message free
​​​​​​​emptied into business-vomited discussion
dry heaving the sky spits the dribbling rain

vocal chords sold into educated slavery 

last night in moons coughing cpr
dated knocking on the plastic framed door
a visitor ,
​​​​​​​illuminated sound ,
Shadows burnt twin stares from the other dimension
bleeding its shape pressed on thin incision 
a visitor
not to worry 
only the collection waits
​​​​​​​another me