SynaesthesiA

Fierce&Foremost

Lay here, still, for a while.

We’ll discuss your dream when it’s over.

Listening to the heartbeat walking you toward the isle.

Is it ever over?

Look over your shoulder.

There’s forgiveness wider than these spiders.

This heart, these arms, is open wide and to never die.

Toss over, toward me, with a smile.

Haven’t made you laugh when you ought to cry in a while.

I’m into cleaning what i open up,

so imma be the hand to wipe your tears as they fall after i sharpen the knife that cuts you up.

Is it ever over?

Look over your shoulder.

There’s forgiveness wider than these spiders.

This heart, these arms, is open wide and to never die.

It ain’t ever over.

Yeah, this dream has me raptured.

Fashioned within 20 years time for the rest of your life.

When you’re speaking whispers sung in celestial melody into you from the chest of the one you rest upon,

and i’m speaking love fierce and foremost as i’ve known holding me close.

the collage of our atmosphere rises broken awaiting the burning sun to rise us.

Matchless

These Hands Wreak Of Gasoline, Attempts, And Opportunities.

When A Vain Obsession With Self And Cash Money Seem To Be The Only Things…

That Have Ever Received Accolades, I Can’t Help But Feel Like I’m Falling…

Behind In Refusing To Become Part Of This Scene.

With This Jet Pack Strapped, All I Need Is A Match.

And No One Is Encouraging The Bumming Of A Light.

For These Feet To Levitate Above The Ground,

It Will Be Through The Ethic Applied Between Dawn And Twilight.

If I Choose To Do This, Imma Do It Right.

Suddenly, I See All The Things I Considered Important To BE Nothing.

Now That You’re Gone, I Find Acceptance For What You’d Seen In Me

Before I Started Fussing.

Suddenly, I Find My Heart To Be The Most Essential Source Of Flow..

Because Of Yours, I Have Learned To Guard It Above All Else As I Go.

With This Jet Pack Strapped, All I Need Is A Match.

And No One Is Encouraging The Bumming Of A Light.

For These Feet To Levitate Above The Ground,

It Will Be Through The Ethic Applied Between Dawn And Twilight.

If I Choose To Do This, Imma Do It Right.

Miss Steamroller, Don’t You Pull Over.

If You Wait For This Heart To Lift Off The Ground, Having Something…

More Than Aspiration For A Name…

We’ll Elevate Nine Thousand Feet Above These Seas.

I Will See The Sun Or Buy A Forty-Five, Watch Me.

With This Jet Pack Strapped, All I Need Is A Match.

And No One Is Encouraging The Bumming Of A Light.

For These Feet To Levitate Above The Ground,

It Will Be Through The Ethic Applied Between Dawn And Twilight.

If I Choose To Do This, Imma Do It Right.

All I Need,

All I Need Is A Match…

All I Need,

All I Need Is A Single Strike And I’m Out Of This Place For Life…

3L3K+riC (An Eclectic Trick)

As Disconcerting As Ever…

All Of This Truly Is As Disturbing As It Appears.

Clawing To Climb,

Only 3 Of The 4 Of Us Can Leave Here Alive.

After We Survive,

We’ll Begin To Thrive.

If Eternity Starts Now, Where Are We?

With Both Hands Toward The Stars, The Sea Grabs At Our Feet.

Walk Along Blurring Streets,

Directed By The Trail Posts That Tell Us To Pause At The Selah Signs.

Heirs We’ve Been Born, We Need A Savior For Those Of Us Who Do Not Want To Be Remembered As Slaves When We Die.

Those Of Us Who Are Discontent With A Slow Decline.

Seduction’s Not What It Seems&If These Hands Have Learned Anything It Is…

Broken Hearts Return The Prodigals To Hearth Light.