a high heels status.
she calls boys on her hot bed...
We grounded ships on Pythian beach
then trekked high up to the Seer's lair...
The shadow slithers
in the darkness...
the sun climbs
up a stairwell...
All this anger
is clawing at my stomach...
Beat down the walls that bind me
Beat down the people who control me...
Momma, Do you think I'm insane?
Or Do I run round in circles...
Slave
to the once wings...
Venom foaming
In every sincere advice...
Chasing time through the confines of linear
Hour after hour, how I beg, how I fear...
How can I take offense ov Nature herself, when she...
I long for her to hold me,
I've dreamt her soft,sweet smell...