way too soon

 

hang on from two
flaming
hoops

drunk

wasted

dead on
arrival

using up
time way
too soon

wanting to:

see everything

touch everything

feel everything

nothing scared

everything holy

hurry up

couldn't
wait for
the grave
to find me

the burning
of bridges

the treasures
of stoned
night

standing on
a cliff looking
down

the fux wings
of Icarus

thoughts of
a dead Buddha

while apples
screamed
from the worm
trees

while i rented
a floor of suites
in hell

Dante, baby...
lol

I found a
whole new
level

youth is a
blindman
walking down
a dark road in
a deserted
town...

playing music
that no one can
hear