• Here I am scribbling out my past on store-bought memories.
    Lie still,this won't hurt a bit.
    Cancer-exit wound,these eyes write histories.
    It's a shame of what they have to see,hit after hit.

    Screaming casualties,the aborted fetus of my mind just won't die!
    Disowned,so disowned.
    Down-hearted and broken,these wings won't fly...
    Ever again,Diconectie - Disconected.

    Scar-tissue feathers tickle my nostrils (navel gone septum),so I sneeze to shattered remains.
    This soul-bleed just won't stop.
    Crane,crane - to what do I own this name??
    Wow,TV turned cop...

    Sigh,cough.
    Die,trough.

    These feelings will never ever
    make any sense
    just like when I sever
    ties like veins - such a common tense.

    At the hip,I am torn.
    Screaming infidelity,I am - ******** me over,down I tear!
    Here I am,seasoned and bored
    with no soul to beare...

    Nirvana,can't wait to meet you there...