Snowflakes are pouring in
and drought is pouring out...
He knew everyone but he sank into oblivion.
He knew everything but still had to die...
Heart is now,
tick tack pulsating...
You opened up a void
and I kept drowning...
Would it be too much,
too soon to live these thoughts...
Anything ephemeral
in its burn...
To the love of "Orson Welles"
Let me die for what is right...
The moon,
I...
Not the evidence,
but the avoidance of...
You would never be lost
if you find...
In mercantile lives
love is the most bankrupting...
Leave the wastes where they belong:
in the stores...