Will go away if you want me to.. I am one of those omens, one of those spells that someone has cast on thee to make you feel again, for better or worse how can I say, that is for you to decide but the curse is reversible, just wish me to go away and do it earnestly and I would have vanished long before you open your eyes
Though I want you to see the other world I promised but I have not been there myself, want to make the journey though but I am jinxed, cause I am a thought, need someone to understand it and take me to new horizon, but if that horizon is not yours so be it the thought will vanish, the thought will be forgotten never to rise again, will go away if you want me to..
I was but languishing in the dark corners of my hell with nothing but morbid gloom, covering the whole of me, one moment and I was zapped out of my silent recluse and told, to be to you what slingshot was to david hope, medium, tool in your search for yourself, but who knows what you will find, who knows if it woulld be good who knows even if it is worth it who cares, but maybe you, I am but intangible in your life that is, so wish me to go away and go away I will..
A frame lifts the skirt of a portrait and throws her genitalia on your face. A twin blast has taken place. Why did you stand for eclecticism? The fables will miss you and blue horse will not return home. The
It was a freak accident of epithelium under anaesthesia. You place a window on to a hollow brain. The money makes the monkey out of you. A green light blocks the fish, your memory, to swim in black thoughts. The
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