Kissing ghosts

Drowning in my own stream of consciousness

Kissing ghosts & kaleidoscopes

Im gonna remember. 

Oh yes im going to remember

I know the curves of your skin

Gonna watch them when im drowning

Want to touch again

1700 clicks away 

Ill be back for you

Coming back for someday

Back to the paperback pages im retired

I tweet but dont exist behind your eyes

Smooth like death

You are coffee crystal meth

Damaged & beautiful

Any place i hang myself is home

Burning silence here tonight

The noise of faces here is white

I feel like i need to touch their faces so i can see

So they can see me. 

Stop, shrinking violent.

Burning silence here

There is no phoenix in the fire

Just scattering ashes

A slower burn onto desire

Just angry sex & screaming matches