from hell

"underwater i don’t weigh so much, am not myself so much; when i exist like atlantis, i think you disappeared so i get high and go diving. cos in the nighttime my legs are walking, over towards you, ..."

"the empty in my apartment is thick with lonely and lying dreams instead of counting sheep to try to sleep and see the ocean i should maybe spike in what i think i need and call on miss morphine spac..."

"i am my father. born again, renewed, recycled, a review of the future past in the present, here to do what he said he would but never meant. i am my father years ago. my eyes are his eyes, i see wh..."

"i see now why you ran away; i embody your misdirected passion, i showed you pleasure in sin, the animal within, and i introduced you to who you really are. i’m a scapegoat for weakness; you could not..."

"am i so still like this inanimate? lips i move to speak make but kisses, to hold your hand i would need your hand but also your permission, and i am scared. i am scared of feeling lost without ..."

"you say my lips taste sweetly like the lips i just finished licking you tell me to imagine me you say you want me to kiss you afterwards as you do to know myself way down south like you do i wonder..."