Wise old owls wouldn't build walls just for somewhere to hang clocks. i build without plaster, wasting time and walls to not exist. wasting wrists and fingers trying to read these palms like trails...
Lips open up and palms explode, arms reach, grab nothing but ropes. everything hangs in the end. stomach unties knots and eyes watch so many games. say goodnight to all that say they are with you. if...
I am a family man, hung from the ceiling again, send this rope home and hang this note. cut it's belly right open And let what it said be hungry. (ps. if you ever find me dangling, deliver this one...
Overdone is a notion when comfort is quite a new thing to a few Underone is a notion when notion isn't born young but still born the same My home's not empty but i'm digging graves For the road (my...
Whisper me a broken nothing. a shell of a wooden box laced with crystal clear nothing. i'm not warm at night, wishing for everything. i'm not warm at night, jealous of its breathing, jealous of its...

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Come along cancer i am an open hand burning with son in my palms... skipped one cancer, i'm not the sun. i carry night under my arms just like your first love, the first one i knew, cancer, knew who...