

Something about Girls like herFascinated by girls like you, with your Pin-up hairSomething about Girls like her
and your matching shoes.
Turned on, less than you would imagine with your costly smile and your diamond eyes.
Dripping wet as you, taste my neck on your love stained sheets who tell private lies.
drunk again while I, walk away from your silhouette in that breath stained night.


A Moment Of SummerSummer is raining, and she is, counting the rhythms of jump-ropers as they, inflate balloons of memories at young, gentle ages.A Moment Of Summer
Summer is tasting, the sweat lick down her thighs she half high and half wondering if you will ever arrive
Summer is crying, on that same old park bench the one we traded marbles on, and waved goodbye to dead friends.
Grin

Ascensionmy head falls back and my chest falls forward as my heart spills wine throughout this templeAscension
(faith, bind these words to my shadow)
these veins are wings this flesh is feather
the child that holds the throne of harmony whispers "beauty" to his crown
these wings are ash these feathers are cinders
the virgin takes a rose's thorn and gently tears away her veil
this ash is hope and these cinders, a womb
contending heads attempt to break the foundation of an old man's house
(love, draw the promise of the