Pry open those entwining stainless steel bars
why am i still right here when u stand so far...

Memories of a distant past
endless seas which r unsurpassed...

It was too much like a poem to me.
Prose...

I watch trees from my woods,
black bark against a cyan sky...

Today I was painting a picture, shading it
with cool blues and the easings...

And we
always talk in the past-tense...

I don't really remember whether it was just last...
or another night that passed like light through...

Metaphoric suppositions rain down upon me, and not...
i\'ve taken to a reckless abandon, shot for the...

And i want to be as bright and high as a...
reflecting my face...

Here, help me be myself.
I'm a glitch stuck on...

Mold.
what is mold...

Sole thoughts plagued with the rot of your remains
more lost, but left impressions of bitter disdain...