... around a light of spirits untarnished reining in a bareback rider
looking up to lucy in the sky and asking did you see that?...
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
...Leather bound roses of heart ache, lost fires heart ashes of memories.
Dreams edge lost among forest strewn bowie knifes of ages gone by. Rivers flowing, darting swifts wings gobbling up survivals hierarchy..
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
...velvetted floors clawed by the Socks of Men and hounds lay in their wake drooling in their snot...childrens voices shred my skin dragging me along and even the silk is coarse...
...finding horrendous nightmares as usual, no wine blame recived
UN food truck; the cabbage man bows sniffing un-leaded gas.
No time for pity...
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
...You can eat now... in our wash and go life...faces of stone being washed daily...trail teeth... searching for the lost Xanadu...
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
dividing memory from my dream, letters gather up and puches my soul.
Winding my socks through thought pads of prickly words
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
pearing out under crouching coffee tables, flying pots and pans, suit cases and ugly words....
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
...as the rooster crowed and the sheep shit the red sun rose burning the sleep out of my eyes...
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
...panic set in and the sun reddened with hate...the coulds became bony and the blue sky darkened...I could smell the pine trees across the field and they went from green to black...colors washed out of everything in waves as the mushrooms continued their sourcery in my stomach.
Our minds struggling to get off the topic of swelled letters and shine into another area...for the children.. oh.. for the children...emotions running deep drifting down stream picking up shiny river teeth as we go everyone and everything teaching sifting out the bad and discovering gold...but that's not fun is it... so swing on your own fence, that's ok for Me. And oh I can show you hate discontent blood spurting in your dreams and traveling far through the veins of your being shivering shaking screaming worms hollowing out coated in brain slurp up into your nostrels clogging your breath glupping for air finding only phlegm chocking on your the seed I planted for your nightmare...
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
