gilt

How could I become anything to be but not existent in a presently unavailable mind my darling but the tide is high and the ocean is deeply looking into your stark black eyes as sharp as a tack. We could watch that wind catch bird's wings and lift them into the sky falls down and the night begins to fade with me underneath the deliriously rationalizing all events to follow may be disclosed to closure being sought by infancy falling to my crawling knees to find meaning in the meaningless words you've spat before me. Idealize this idol of certain stature but lack the colour in my breath becomes visible in weather so cold hearted black lunged and absent minded fearful of finding the momentum to move forward in motion lurking in the shadows cast by sunlight no longer in stasis, frozen in sheets so warm, you lack certainty and certainly we can never be so sure. These tattered work strong hands are bleeding to your chorus. When left to the monotonous drone of ticking clocks always chasing a minute-hand but never catching a fever to existing only in my head strong and prolonged drawn out and drown. Bathe in this radiant behavior that you so cleverly disguise as emotion. Stick it out, hang in there, pick yourself up, don't fall too far, the end is nigh and the dawn is dusk. be thorough with your sorrow and never mind tomorrow is the day the becomes today.

Indifferent to definitive answers I become a follower to a false profit. Ignorantly locking my feet in your prints to guide me to a place far away from here.

Lost myself in California

Found myself in Chicago

Lost myself in Chicago

Found myself in California

Transient in these feelings that are sure to pass.