As the cardinals slit their wrists,
I inhale eulogies from every kiss...

Performing in symphonies of mutilation,
fingertips of sunlight murmured salvation...

In the summer shades of Eden,
waning like a crescent moon...

Your passion,
this living without a fashion...

Thy eyes are blind but I can see,
the snowflakes glistening on the trees...

***I've been listening to "Heart Shaped...
And a serrating winter storm...

*** Was taking a walk one day ... my shadow was...
I walk in the suffering sun...

Dreary mists,
skull n' bone road blocks...

***I have felt the pain of dying, thrice, but only...
Painted on the walls...

Beneath the dirt,
sleeping...

Mourning on a twisted flower,
the fountain of youth tastes so sour...

***I wander ... empty, and alone. And she...
The rat...