Chanting on the tapestry She had not yet to supplant, The aching of a remedy That curtains swept, To can’t.


Chanting on the tapestry She had not yet to supplant, The aching of a remedy That curtains swept, To can’t.

Abiding to not determine, Is a compulsion that reserves light As a tighter crevice torn to divide, In which there […]

Vast in that I was lapsed, Tasked with approaching grasp Towing the odd Old and already loud To a state […]

Gathered here in a departing tone, Was a reticent motion sought As I could not, And in a mark that […]

A Temper was meant to tamper Mapping those mental stoppers, To pilot the conditions, As we host the riot Against […]

I was sheathed in lopsided barometers Of pressure fastened to my operators, Each gotten a limb to respond By extolling […]

In that life wide span, Which ferments a land Between that if And those who can, Is human wait At […]

Held out of primary gestures, Because I was not An able coursed passenger, The wiser it was To dislocate my […]

Sight to be an anchor, Concussed without a sign That entry to the power Had yet deported the madder To […]

Respiration had us in trust, That was all that I could fuss And yet there was not a one, That […]