I miss you in the morning,
when all I have left is...
You are
The Queensland cane fields I keep...
Over the rigid and dreary mountains,
down by the riverside, amidst withered stalks...
I know a girl who carries more
stories than the bible, who's...
My eyes became volcanic, and they ruptured.
As salted lava tumbled down my cheekbones...
Chant for the roads
that got me here...
I used to find the ocean cradled safely in your...
Perhaps your calm gaze no longer could contain its...
For the yawning dim night that wraps itself around...
if you believe that I'm a new moon glowing through...
I will stop dreaming
when my reality...
Decayed promises alight on the zenith,
hiding tomorrow's hope in shadows...
I am rowing and rowing
down a lake of fire...
I found myself abandoning
my skin because I do not...