Offerings (Our Late Hours)
Offerings (Our Late Hours) bow down to the nothingnessas it seems to ingulf everything, but how should we spend our late hours, unlessthe ground gives way unto enough's enough, and offerings... 2-2-10Posted by on Tue, 02 Feb 2010 21:30:00 GMT
Begging to Breathe
Begging to Breathe reading the signs hastilyas no warrant of stopping appears, and needing time to inhale readilywe beg of laments toppling to be near... 2-2-10Posted by on Tue, 02 Feb 2010 21:29:00 GMT
Kisses on the Wrist
Kisses on the Wrist stay as though you're caringresist nothing by way of loving, lift the black balloon through kind sharingbut kisses on the wrist are always ever changing... 2-2-10Posted by on Tue, 02 Feb 2010 21:27:00 GMT
Spider Bites
Spider Bites sent out to crawl arethose tiny biting creepers, lent from shadows and called to scarany seers of these frighening creatures... 2-2-10Posted by on Tue, 02 Feb 2010 21:24:00 GMT
Drowning on the Wind
Drowning on the Wind wink unto the white sparrowwhom is drowning on the wind, as thinking upon the bright sorrowhas offered only more suffering within... 2-1-10Posted by on Mon, 01 Feb 2010 15:49:00 GMT
Bad Medicine
Bad Medicine take from me my healthas I've no more need of it, fake me on out with life's wealthand I may soon learn to fully regret... 2-1-10Posted by on Mon, 01 Feb 2010 15:47:00 GMT
Dead For Too Long
Dead For Too Long wanting so badly to wrap my headaround one meaningful word you said, but you'd uttered nothing in our bedand I'm afraid we'd both been long dead... 2-1-10Posted by on Mon, 01 Feb 2010 15:46:00 GMT
Burning For Obscurity
Burning For Obscurity now take your sweet timepicking me apart like a vultur, and I'll not chime of your many crimesbut sickingly my heart burns for obscurity... 2-1-10Posted by on Mon, 01 Feb 2010 15:41:00 GMT
Unsung
Unsung whatever happenedto the vine from which I hung, as my growth is so sappedand now time has left me unsung... 2-1-10Posted by on Mon, 01 Feb 2010 15:38:00 GMT
The Distance In-between (Your Unfolding)
The Distance In-between (Your Unfolding) from a far distanceyou looked just like heaven, but I come closer and witnessas you're unfolding becomes uneven... 1-30-10Posted by on Sat, 30 Jan 2010 14:02:00 GMT