OH! it gets dark dressing yourself
within printed tights
out upon the wiley, windy moors
that our lips clash to agree —
my jealousy too hot, too greedy
how the angel of our misplaced
angles moved posession : it gets
so dark and so lonely — bad dreams
(nightmares) within the night;
telling me how i will lose this fight
i have no name today —
nothing left of me : it’s me
leaving behind my last breathing Life
the One who I love is a supreme i
mean the an
imal without a heart
SO huge this collective pesudobeast

:: 07.04.2020 ::