December 2008
nostalgic mannerisms
never soon to see, i was a human being. come out and night like the animals, come out to hunt like the cannibals. never soon to be, the crowd stood to see…everything so dark now. keep enclose this one. look into the sun. can i keep it together now? can i even remember now? the rays shooting down , they imitate the ground. can you feel them burning now? (enter the siren) “in the...
