drip & evaporate
easily influenced dissipation through veils of world illusioned to mindless faith, standing barely here now, curor slipping and descending into klaidescope fades, how has this come to be? Never. This wrist rung dry there is no point to all this. Never. Was. Ascending relief always to doubt the heart rings a familiar tone, paranoia never exceeds this. To lay still and pure a dream now only to me. How did it walk this far, forgotten,forgot.Slipping always promises made.When will all these facades end? Tired grip on this trip it isn’t fun anymore all secrets exposed, no more imaginary field of buried fires and everflowing hills, how has this been taken? I thought nothing held above the neck could ever be touched. It’s the fault of the eyes. They absorb too quickly. Defeat is the only thing left unreal, pure to the touch cold to the thought brisk to the humility of humans heart. Nothing is what it seems to be everything is what always was. We are all a famed dead.Weak chest split ankles, rotted tounge, where is your sun now? Heart taped to the backseat of the getaway car. Where will it go? How far along will it take to get it back in pace? I bet never, fate bets sometime soon to help forget and tomorrow will come again. Scraped shin broken jaw bleeding in vain over the drain to decapitated faith, I will love you anyhow.
