Distorted screams Bad Company, seagull Flies through dreams Heart races between Here, there. Lights flash Words crash Another line No problem to find Living, dead. Definitions Need not apply They hold no meaning Cannot rectify Contents scrabbling like eggs In drunken head. Resourceful Jack Laughs from table Morning shall erase Here, waiting Until next panic... Continue Reading →
What does it expect?
walking beneath the moon I wonder what does it expect? I present myself as a stranger knowing soon it shall disappear without hearing my wishes those living inside a cocoon. Funny how it never replies when asked what are you going to do in the sky?
Ignited 