Narrative

Be weary of the scarred angels
For what were once made of beauty and perfection
Are now...

To the dreamcatcher in my room,
Allow me to pass away amongst your womb
Settling slumber as...

Crying at night
But the tears are out of sight
Of anyone else
Master of stealth...

The pain glows inside me It seems to burn my skin
A flame no one can see
A fight I cannot win...

Keep walking midrace
The advisor shall advice
The eye keeps you tracking
To win in the...

The thought goes wild, follows my mind
Tears of gold cleanses the lotus dry
Lying down above...

Eyes, wide awake
Body tired
I fell asleep
The next day refusal letter said
You...

Pray a little, cry a little
To keep bad thoughts at bay
Kiss a little, hug a little
...

It's Full Moon Madness
In the Bois de Boulogne
Vin Rouge gladness
The Hunt is On...

A spectral
Vectorial
Filigree light,
Holographic
By design,
Incandescent...

I am a stranger from a strange land
It has always been this way
No belonging, no tribe, no...

She lies in sheets of ice
Wanting John and Yoko
Ted and Sylvia

Her heart is warm...

Tender your old tree protects my frozen spring
Ginseng wakes me up in your pale ancient dream...

4- 4 minutes have passed.
2- 2 seconds have gone by.
S- Second hand on the clock still stays...

Seems like all old people
Must always critique every one
That’s because………….
....

She was a jail mum Done the jail run Nearly every week-end At a jail she would spend It didn't matter where...

There is so much light
In the universe,
Divine, sublime,
Cosmic and incandescent...