& this is where I find myself -
Running like a wildfire through the fields of...

- Because what is emptiness but the
corruption that lonely space leaves...

Laced together inevitably:
we have finally managed to fold in upon each...

Somewhere between the ends of your smile, and
the lids of your eyes...

1...
Sheared. His milkflower skin did nothing more than...

Suppose
that I wake up tomorrow, and...

In a city bleached a pale shade of grey,
A girl, watches a man vomit up his life upon the...

Bleached, like the city resting silently in the
scorched reflection of her watered gaze...

Somewhere, closer to an ocean where
waves crash into explosions of white...

Somewhere, closer to an ocean where
waves crash into explosions of white...

These are the words of which I regret least...
A knife disguised distantly as another tongue...

Our lips were a shade of delicate light blue;
their colour that of gentle stalactite...