new stories written, font’s don't differenciate, she asked last night, upon responce he hesitate, move away, get away, getting lost, getting lost, lock’s lost aloft, not a soul to come acorss, mausoleums seen, shadows of a lunar eclipse, the feel, the pull, the current, what’s ta come of this? she spoke like a nightmare, wore daydream’s attire, linguistics to extinguish, vivid visions of fire, from here, from flesh, words burn within his chest, the only thing that seems to thrive, never will it rest, from high up to dead, from obsessed to forgotten, wondering tha land though the flesh is rotten, reanimation, pushing away out of this grave, like disease or plague, never quarantined or saved, but move past her, moving out to pasture, clearing, feeling expendable, splatter memories upon tha ceiling,
Lockrates, “Let Go”, 2015