Endless scratching burn connections smearing the sense of
clarity challenged the myopic cataclysmic eyeliner perfect me here and now. Mull
over this notion that we once hesitated this cry of endless numbness that
manages tugging at the ends of your fingers. Bring me to the verge of
enlight-strangement hold me a little closer to you. Feathering in this pale
night sky is the infinitely lost you and I, might they bring me a little closer
to you. Easier to untie thawing flesh threatening the concoction melted to
remove subsequently conquered most betrayed alas not hope your hilting to a conclusion
disappoints. Have I told you station elusive I must have many a time in a loop
of sentences ringing like 10 church bells and 100 trumpets with 200 cigarette carcasses
to encircle rings of sadness around my love-stuck-hunger for what seems to you.
