shots #3 the possibility of beauty; a dreamyr breath remains on mine; tiny shiny silver fangs deep in softening flesh; my body implodes - short/sharp/shocks - a secret code burn my fingertips; blood mixed on dirty tiles; our bodies twisted in limbo & yr smile; a crooked grin she-wolf w. blackened eyes lips like ravens wings - the possibility of beauty
innocence [lost @ sea]
ocean of desire [burning me]
in/significance [memory-loss]
spears of fire [acid rain]
the black light [fuzz of electricity]
empty houses [end of roads]
last thoughts before the midnight train
covered in veils - stretched out beyond time - lost in silence deep in the heart of stones evasive; like a predator at night stalking it's prey - my heartbeats; a demonic metronomic pulse white-washed walls; insane graffiti; yr painted face; broken w. black stripes steel bars or spidersweb
where do i begin
where do i end
i never could decide
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