Love of arts and italian greyhounds. What went wrong while i was that adorable huggable lil embryo? Hates being stuck in elevators with someone who just had a ciggarette.
slightly sociopathic and rather cantankerous!
Pour Anno R.I.P
The Tower walls at midnight burn,
With fraught desire - the rocks beneath,
Are sharp, and wet with fictions blood.
Someone leaps, the other turns ... but who is who.
Forget what you want, but,
Don't forget the link that grew me.
That travels deeply,
Through me in the form of ever thought that I think.
The Loathing and the Love,
Bubbling together at the brink of my emotion.
This commotion started Long before my face was ever etched into the Wall of time.
I have both your madnesses inside.
I am in constant disagreement with myself.
But I cannot leave me.
You both cannot leave me,
nor one-another, believe me!
I am the ring that won't slip off with soap.
You've broken the armies inside me,
And now they stand poised and opposed ...
Now there is blood.
Now there is love standing, covered in glory, and honour lies covered in shit.
You and I, Ma, we built too close to the river.
Look at us washing our minds free of fever.
Brushing off bird shit and bad dreams forever.
And never once turning the tide.
Thank you for pains and concerns
That have made me, In turn more
Unhappy and kind.
I am proud to remind them of you
