I'm a little freaked out by the death of your mom I know we're not supposed to live forever but it came so suddenly I could not read the signs everlasting life is a myth in my own mind like success we were doomed really to fail from start to finish as a band I'm forced to stay composed under circumstances where I have no control as painful as this life merits my looking back to remember the past the darkness overwhelms
as soon as I enter the cave of unreason anxiety rises from my lack of knowledge on how to flip the switch to start afresh these lines risk nothing but friendship decades in the making I was practically groomed enchanting as that sounds to act as a wordsmith when you lack words to speak simple logorrhea flows words in a river down the page like a knife however the mango I slice I cannot taste its succulent fruit realms
of the occult secret hidden behind the veil eyes full of surprises cinematic like film clips casting a bright light on a projection screen close my eyes I can see memories imagined in the architecture under your mother's roof I walk around no one impedes my silent sqeak like a mouse in a house only ghosts inhabit your mom the fairy queen to all of our projects music literature art as I conjecture
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