Press me between pages Open like a book Turn me into fire light With nothing but a look

Bring it down Like fire on my tongue In places deeper Oblivion Vermilion In velvet flames Dancing darkness Invading veins Colors running...

Violins And out from under Instruments Of droning thunder While I wonder Piling blunders Windows vacant Hungry hollows Vanished or vanquished Banished and sanguine Outward I'm wasting Inward still waiting I came out into the miasma of that great city Seeing the remnants blocking roadways A million mouths left wanting Cut off and left for dead The ruddy sky alive with ash A smoke that lingers here forever Walking circles down lonely paths Wishing I could find you here Overturn

Feeling pretty done with Summer... Tired of the heat Craggy arid landscape You can look out over what is left And see where water ran...

No dog in the fight. Beaten down and broken by the world and ready to accept any state of existence that seems even remotely novel or...