Bobbing past bubbles
In the warm I’m a happy rubber duck...

Tick Tock Tick Tock
152 Words and counting...

Pieces of my mind float down around me
I see myself in the shadow of where I’ve been...

Out there, there is someone who prayed everyday
Yet nobody ever answered their prayers...

Burn them up
So the world can inhale them...

I want to crawl out of my grave
My soul has become a slave...

What if it was bloodstained hands that created...
A stained glass image illuminated by a malformed...

So just once more
Upon a long lost time...

Last night I woke up
And saw you dancing on a knife...

From this hillside
Covered in carnivorous roses...

If I were an ocelot
I'd spend my days catching flies...

I form these words
Beneath oceans...