

two by twowhy don’t you stay smile a while crocodile? why try to hide those brilliant whites? i know how you love to bite then maybe slip me the tongue smear my lips silver still tastes coffee bitter with all this cream and sugartwo by two
(you dissolve
sugar lump on my tongue)
chemicals rush through the blood stream elephant stamps on the heart she tore “you’ll never know me if you can’t breathe never taste mine if you can’t be brave”
did you not read? ‘don’t feed the animals’ keep your hands clear of the cage they don’t know not to


this transmission's setas sunlight dripsthis transmission's set
in rainbow tears
down my window pane the grey sky rolls angry cotton catastrophe into nightmare contortions i think maybe it's my interpretation haunting
through the static of sunday
choir voices call out repent and we're fresh to sin again


w e tshe blisters in the heat, she bleeds her sentiments onto the sheets these stains won't wash in the floods he sings her silver tongues' whispering sleepw e t
i love you works everytime
"some of these days, you'll miss me honey!"
a borrowed line this place is dry through desterts i drift atomized board the ark in single file baby, cry me a flood
"some of these days..."
we're birth
we're lost
we're found
we're lost
we're lust
we're dust
we're soil


cold coffee and cigarettesnowcold coffee and cigarettes
she screws her words kisses the wood into cold sex splinters
but then
the decibel of you tuned the sweetest melodies nostalgia of the 7" the crackle and the spit of roaring open fires as we devoured the music and sank a little deeper
i wish i could hold you without crushing your air but your breath is pure oxygen inebriating euphoria and i'm addict and panther deadly cat on the prowl singing the lust of the kill
we could steal a few more hours wring a little water from
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"Seni Sevmeyi Yürümekten Daha İyi Yapıyordum"
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"Seni Sevmeyi Yürümekten Daha İyi Yapıyordum"
i like your poems.
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we kill ourselves for love.
I did a line
I did a line
I did a line
I did a line
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Night is so beautiful (we need her as much as we need Day)
[link]
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....days, daze, days, daze....
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....days, daze, days, daze....
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Night is so beautiful (we need her as much as we need Day)
[link]
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Too much reasoning kills inspiration. Stone dead
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