To listen to illusions
performing sacred rituals...

You want me for dead,
you eccentric aroma of lillies blended with...

You are
what i am not...

Closed door
light seeping in from beneath...

Walk into the room
slowly...

Why do you squeeze
harder every once in awhile...

By myself
pianos...

Good afternoon
dear friend of sorrows...

Strung out
completely incomplete...

Heaven looks down on me
and it mocks me...

Close my eyes
see your insides...

Hide me
in your dreams of bliss...