lights flicker dim illumination found around me, smoke gets thicker, increase loudly, who’s counting, all consume, blood moons, leave em in tha shallows, graves're just past the wave, beyond tha shadows, pass tha threshold, wanna peep to see what he know, only images retrevived, as seen through tha key hole, only for he, haven’t a multikey, he only multifacet, have her hair match her outfit, wanna multipass-it.
Lockrates, Untitled, November 2015









