Cyanette by Theme Static

The Bleeding Brain

my dreams

my future has been written,
by my dreams

a dissolving dissolution,
when my eyes choose to see

a holographic hell,
for certain

my souls shadow drifts,
inbetween

the perpetual parallels,
some unseen

SICK IN THE GULLIVER

SICK IN THE GULLIVER

Germany!!!

the lion

a lion ate my body
and hauled in my spirit
degrading my flesh
and forsaking my soul
a brazen belittling being
with will torn to torment
grinning at the gore