Archive for September, 2012


Don’t know wha…

Don’t know what i’ve written up or not any more. Want to rip out own eyes

I could kiss you for that small favour

I don’t know how to speak

This is a lesson to be learned

You won’t step outside yourself

after this

 

I and the world needs wisdom before there’s no room left

Struggling through misty processes

Map rich patterns on the brain

 

Virgin minds to touch on

 

Modern people must have a ton weight

primordial soup in their psyche

surely

 

Squash the sillhouettes behind your eyelids with red blur

Let your lids be stone locks      fuck the shame

Let tornadoes strain outside

Let God be untrammelled

If I am aswell