Monday, April 11, 2022
Sunday, April 10, 2022
Pink Cotton Candy on/and A/it's Summers/Somer's Day
Cotton Candy
And it's Somer's Day
The sun there smells so sour and sweet
Bodies old and young excrete
Sticky hands and busy feet
A place in time
Where junctions meet
Dispite whats said time isn't kind
Nietzsche's time does not rewind
There's blood on these here streets
where two might meet
Down beat
Somer's lost there on a trail
Maligned ideas come to those that pale
The blistering sun and minds so bent
Money's gone
& Rubles rent
where blessed fates are lent
Pink Cotton Candy on a Summers day
A place imagined as skin turns grey
Dark empath parent threw her to the frey
Baphomet
A cast
Away
The singing harmonics as we escape
Phi twisting ladder
Justify this child's rape
and more than that a Catcher's Tune
As Rhythm steals from Heavens moon
Another child lost to wait
Another Angel sent to the Lake
Forgotten there at Satan's Gate
As bottles spin
this Paradox
Orb Spider weaves another clock
Amen
I tried to save everything for you
To know that's just what Father's do
Pompeii
It will indeed come
That fate filled day
As the sun rays topographically record my spine
So sublime
So sublime
And whatever might be on my mind
I wanted you to take it all
I wanted to take your fall
I swear that I could hear a call
Your hero in the final end
Forever giving as a friend
Covered there in ash
I should have known full well this moment wouldn't last
As the sun rays here are beating down
Record this truth and see my frown
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