

autumn medley part oneSwift moving I glide,autumn medley part one
hips poised and swing swing Faster says that little voice the sweat turns to icicles on my lips
this is hyperspeed pure energy
they absorb it as I pass entranced or maybe that’s just me
I’ve never felt so alive
Under the trees I move like a leopard Watch me dance on blades,
You watch me.
I’m faster that Courtney love into the bottle.
Then there comes the rhythm, That second rush and time stills I am past this place But so much entwined
This is my moment These


bowerbirdYou’ll never be a supermodel Shiny red lacquer sneerbowerbird
She said to me
Looking down at my amputee legs And I’ll never tell her about
The lipstick on her teeth
But my bowerbird fingers click
As a pencil hits the ground
tap
And all I hear coming out of you Is russian And it speeds red and angry
Out of your sinful mouth


Ghost StoriesA snap burns the airGhost Stories
Which soon finds its way through A rupture of bone. Heat bleeds Leaching from the exposed mind Giving way to eternal cold. The body wanes, slows And fails, life consumed.
No floating above your body, No dark tunnel, no bright light. No distant relatives or long dead pets Waiting to greet you. Everything you've ever heard about
The afterlife is a lie.
Spirit bound to the flesh Indivisible. Trapped, prisoner in a useless body Forever. Self conscious, observing the passage of time, though Powerles
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"There's a millionaire above you, and you're under his suspicion."
u have a great gallery
and u can make a stock account and u will have over 200 Watch per day
promise
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Art is Air
+ I really like 'bowerbird'
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