who wants to turn
to rule
the tiniest kingdom
of hate
and
arbitrary dogma
fractured
less every day
less shred of
ah this again
gainsay can I
account to myself now
this way
for what
fractured
for what
see me gone
one and gone
and one day
it will be always
see me gone
one and gone
and one day
it will be always
always fractured
for what
fractured
for what
in circles no truth
spins on itself
inside and inside and awry
a wry earlike mess
is all I offer
fractured
who is lost
fractured
some days are better
some are not
some days are better
some
are not
some are not
some
are not
No comments:
Post a Comment