

Hey FireflyI remember child hood summers sweaty, stained greenHey Firefly
When ice cream just couldn't seem to get cold enough The sun would drag away the day, where the fireflies played Well, I don't quite remember, but it's written on our walls
Basking in the dusk, the moonlight's assault on the sky Oh how they came in waves, electric flies stars just in reach Glass jar equipped at my side, ready and willing Well oh well, I don't quite remember, but your wings stained my tips
Dancing, swaying I remember what it felt like, crawling and all It felt just like you, clawing and all, trying to get ba


Iron Whales and SongsI could cut the clouds into ribbons, gut them where they lay The sky has secrets that need poured out, I need to understand What the birds have known since they stretched their feathers wide The mechanical whales rise and fall, engines droning like a storm My hands ache and not meant to hold, the clouds rose tall Bloated by secrets I'm not meant to know, or understand The birds sing their songs of freedom, rapid and fleeing, rising With the iron whales, all I know is the droning hum to being aloneIron Whales and Songs


Something SelfI believe in everyone there are strangers. Figures lurking below the surface. Dragons of the old. Serpents sifting, slithering past and over each other. Why do I compare these strangers to snakes? I dont know. It makes sense. The shedding of ones skin to grow, evolve and continue. Its so appropriate it hurts. It blinds. I read somewhere that the mutilation of self is normal. I couldnt agree more.Something Self
I could walk up to a homeless person on the street and give him my change, when I had every intent of using it on some soda in the store. I could give him the last of my cigarettes and hope for him to s


Hungry, Hungry HeliosBare with me, this cavity amidst my chest The black and blue, the new, the nest My throbbing engine has sunk, so far below Another hungry bloated belly, the throe Helios, why are you runnin' through this vein? Helios, why are you drivin' me insane?Hungry, Hungry Helios


But What - Do They Know?Try it again. It's been too long. Like soft whispery smoke into dark charred lungs. You can stop, but you never really quit.But What - Do They Know?
So try it again. Pick up the pen. Grip it like a weapon - it is. Glance at the clock. Or don't. Time is ticking always Monotonous A thousand glances won't evade it. So don't look at the clock. Just look at nothing. The empty canvas of your thoughts Your hopes and dreams Gathered up into a spot of ink Just waiting to drip
Now pour it out. Like vomit from the throat of a pen. Write it down,
The aphids swarm up in the drifting haze
Swim seagull in the sky towards that other western isle
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Dripping down upon the mountains, a red a gold fall
Coloring the mountain side as it flees from night
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Could use more bloody details.
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Fairytales are Make-believe.
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Fairytales are Make-believe.
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Remember kids: Germany voted in Adolf Hitler democratically... Now go look in the mirror
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It's Eve... with a large snake.
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