Thursday, March 28, 2013

But yes, I flow.

If writing is like feeling yourself up for veins and 
Love, like feeling another up for the same, I am 

drunk with a nosebleed and cannot focus.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Lies.

Almost resonating, maybe not so much as verbs, but
A Proper Fucking Noun that gets me perched up on my nerves.