Italic shadows bold.

Theres a disco in my head.


My heart is going a mile a minute my  shaking hands dont feel right

I close my eyes and all i see are flashes of red,orange and white.....

shadows of italic bold leaning to the right

a bouquet of stainless steel flowers, a
cigarette lighter cattleprodded into my palm.

kinds feels good.

C..ept for the pain, seems the nerves work, pathways open


X marks the check. Those boxes always made me feel bad if i went outside the lines.

Poor little kid's brainwashed so early with those damn boxes.
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screaming whisper says to "speed up" cheap dates are hard to come by.

Shallow pool mirrors her smile.
water becomes the screen only I notice

white light around her is the feeling never seen.

peaceful captivating beauty.

Ice cold goosebumps and all she did was walk by.

50's the number, made up by human effort to check the preconditioned square, its so woefully stupid.

Wonders ride like ballons birthing out of my ears- paper airplanes on the rush hour highway

Roadmaps become fossils

but we dont

Happy Birthday.