There’s something magical in the way music rearranges physics With the right song, you can exchange repressed reality for waking moments in a vivid and continuous dream. Purely unscientific, there’s a natural mystic, a trance-like toxin to sound The music is immense soul-altering, reality sculpting, time means nothing music grinds on its hands, sways in … Continue reading Song Series, Vol 1.
I’m an observer, but I’m not judging Show me your darkness, your deviant, your divine I’ll put you to paper different than you are in your mind Show me chaos your build-up to the hurricane How majestic you are gathering things Searching for a flashlight like it’ll give you wings
power animal is the brand she faked it for so long that it finally stuck except with him with him there’s no hiding he slides down her shirt charting kisses like algorithms up her neck abstract to introduction their lips meet slippery and sweet and it rattles the ground she walks on forgetting Amy Cuddy, … Continue reading Power Animal
I shower at night to prepare for our sins God, I hate washing her off in the morning
It’s a quiet Sunday morning. The sun plunges in through the window, painting glow worms on your back. Shadows shift with your body, which jerks as you beat eggs. My eyes walk the teeth-marked train tracks trailing from the nape of your neck to your right shoulder. You place the bowl on the counter to … Continue reading Throbbing Veins & Belongings
All I need is a little taste A shot to the eyeball The slightest sight of him stimulates me all day Long after the handshake is over his image returns to my mind
You’re unreal, so beautiful I thought of you while I took James Bull. I had him on his knees, his fingers gripped my g-spot like a hook, yet it's your name I stifled as I shook