Maybe She Should have been a Son

"You sit, starenever taking a standdrop coin into well, its gonewishing does not get you anything anymoreYour a liera sinner ; no saviora maddened playerin a two faced gameBut you hide from the lightBe..."

"relenting parchment black bruised beautiful mind melting corrupt crusade exposed from typical ciggy butt luteous trust stronger solemn lone killer ready to behead the rulers of forgotten legacies Writ..."

"feel-good bumble bee   frightens star crossed child   sacred sweet gumdrops   tragically empty-faced phantoms   hands key   reaches out forever   sweet gumdrops....   fall into unforgivable water   li..."

"cold blood spilled   out of spite and hate   falling horror of metal and cement   raining from the heavens   of something ungod like   grim frightening millions of stories   repeating as death settles..."

"Tease the liquid jungle   heavy factor pressing encroachment   suffocating while vines thicken   reality apparently thickest   Although delicious trepidation   The face just buzzes   Wings press..."

"Yellowed butterfly wing   heavenward direction downward   leaves witness only instinct   change going down   shedding scaly skin   came unanimous windless warm   silent rain world   Conflicting..."