Cradle the Thought

 

I'll only hurt tonight, hurt to sing a song
Microwave feed her thirst of being in my head
Torching the curtains as she dances along
on my masterpiece how I know I can play dead

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Investigate the clouds shape shaft cock craft
blue sun goddess frees the legs to run away
into the arms of you were me you are I am laughed
wish me laying grass green sadness every day

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My me mind and you were me you are I am waited for
bless the wish to wish to bless the foot licked
she roams you see don't be like that to me no more
and suddenly the trains burst away the floorboard kicked

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What's the reason I can think a few
and more than ever it's a crime to think
and let it all fester some more and stew
who knows anything she does, lets drink

away the morning

rewiring

"Wiring thoughts thought wise"

Fragment Starts.

From the pretention of knowledge

comes nothing more but the muted scream

The injustice of synapses.

 Listen to it

but ignore the wisdom

so You can come back

with wise scissors.

And rape me back to clarity
the morning after memory
day after day.

Until you cut, there is selfneuroengineering.
Sleep with me, dreams offer sense.
Fragment Stops.

i have the distinct feeling

the rotation influences

you

.

Around me: Dawn

 

as Gladiators in the shadow arena

they stand arisen by the mercy of Light,

demanding the black blood to spill,

on those paths and fields

I call familiar by day,

but Home by night.

it dawns, this midsummer fray

Essence

The Eloquence and (the Core)
The quintessential logic of Connection

Expand the empty, togethermore

Fill us, come sit on our reflection

Bottled and Ba(e)re boned Before.

Macharius Menstruation

Govern Night.

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