dreamy potion of an electric ghost beckon back the forbidden souls
-s's.
-s's.
-s’s.
I dried like fruit under the sun
my high hopes, they created themselves
an ugly subtle reflection of you
I tried to wait out see where it'd move
if it doesn't, then I'm stuck
in unfettered visions.
-s's.
something crawls out of landfill
something light and surprising
as I recall secret antics
I do to keep on watching
-s’s.
We read through the night
And write before the light
But when you catch my eye
I’ll like as much as I like
like flaming fruit
like water and shells
like justice jailed
into jam
smeared all over on a loaf
take all of your time,
your heavy heartstrings,
and go
-s’s.
saturated acid oscillations
falling down and stumbling around
down spiral steps
a rising swarm
metric distortions
white noise whispers
ice skate stepping
outdoor silk and indoor rain
inside outside
down is up
it's all ok alright ok
sit down and breathe
I never really thought I'd wake to these mornings
be my lifeline, as I begin to draw it
whatever song feels good to me,
a psychopathic symphony
and whatever I see, I'll believe,
my photographic memory
-s's.