afterlife

lost in thought

hayling

tun it into a drip

fake fendi

caliente

dwan

mazzy stars

The musk filled her wet nostrils,

Diamonds fell off her lashes

In a desert, unwell known

And the blanket took her thoughts

In a cactus thorn-

Bathed in strangers’ sights

With nothing but spicy bees

And electric fences-

Air lost its bunny,

In stars that never die-

Fade in the making of nothing

She always got her drama in a simple package.

bleed it

split

hate me

shane

she was the keeper of that something. she was the one that could make it all better with a kiss. she had those hands that healed. she brought bones from the store. she was that girl next door. she was the one that used to wore orange knickers. she had the power to smile and rip your life to pieces. she was alone in all that she did. she had the key to the magic garden. she took care of it all with a little magic. she had hidden the secret book of shadows.
she is gone.

flu flu

how cold is the water you water?
how lost is that drop you blink of your eye?
how lonely does a master feel in those written pages?
how shaded is the voice she whispered?
how long had that moment last?
how faded is the fade away phrase?
how minded is the idea you can't take your mind off?
how twisted is an elephant's rose?
how mean is the bug that bugs you?
how long does a stop take?
how symphonic does a mute sound?
lie down and stop.

time is fuel//gap tulips

Noise

Gentle ache fears out

Tenderness lost in drought

Steps fall right of the stage

See the space in lost shout -

Scatter wind busts into shivers

Overground in strange houses

Sprinkles dust in dull corners

Wings that surround me, hurt me.