"Now I invite you
all to the fire!" Said hero...
Days are hectic eaten by hours
we forget "us," aim words...
To camouflage their
smeared hands they deliquesce in...
graffitied clouds
whither from a night sky...
There, deep inside the coal mine was pitch black,
Everything was doused in darkness...
I let the rain massage my shoulders,
untying the knots in my back...
You often flare in darkness,
and I see you in the dim side...
Moonlit clouds tailored a silver sky,
peaking stars shadowed her face...
My cramped fingers cavort
(in the crooked nooks...
I've lost faith in
so many things...
There are ends to the distances
There are ends to all the roads...
I don't like money,
I hate it to the core...