damaged by blue and green

push a test of authenticity through the glass

wires of strains lost in dream

conflict submerged eternally like sinking ships

crystal visions split apart

every edge of color separated at the seam

an accomplice falling through the motorcade

tied to strings damaged by blue and green

ingest the sentiment lost in chemical crowds

wave the flags but don’t watch us fall

overspend my loss of functionality

words spread apart by a strain of control

break apart the seconds detrimental to this hope

pin my fingers against the wall

every fingernail damaged by words that bleed

don’t want to live inside the splinter cell

words break my face with violence

stillness gone away

Men Push Their Days Away In Factory Wards

chasing cars like motorcade

reach through your mind

don’t forget the steps we choose to get this far

men push away their days

in factory wards

empty out my imagination

but are we doing fine?

cars crash behind longevity

pictures burned between my fingers

stamp out every frame

run through the horses

capture my faith

shake this pain apart

Crystal Static Machine

tried to erase the hours inside my head

break the walls inside

it’s tomorrow I can’t feel

sounds breaking through my window

I have a choice

I have a voice

that won’t distance

before I take a stance

a crystal static machine

prove my denial

change so optimistic

Kick Apart Emotional Detail

comprehend this allusion hurting from the inside

weakened humiliation breaks against your face

witness my retrieval

step into the blue room

every mistake falling through floor

kick apart emotional detail

pride left to shatter

half breathing, half alive

confusion beating apart

try to extinguish this confusion

it all burns away behind abandoned forecasts

the secret world lost in her colors

dismantle the price of illusion

truth foreign to regret

splinter through damaged voices

the floor breaks down in outcast

broken dominoes

looking through time

fingers numb with anticipation

head bursts with every movement

try to control my intake

but I can’t stop

I can’t stop

swim through the water

every fear evaporates sickness

you are the lighthouse I can’t see

you are the ghost holding me with treachery

try to forecast every illusion

paint a picture for tomorrow

glance across the forecast

colors burn my skin where I couldn’t feel

saturate the blinding light without loss

re-determine the crisis burning inside my head

the sky falls like a broken chandelier

every piece of glass cuts with violation

colors shake out of control

strike me down like dominoes

every realization broken against it’s skin

look through your life

what did you see?

look through your eyes are they grey inside?

look through your eyes are they lost?

like broken dominoes

your words cut my eyes with chemical tears

 

Kite

catch you in the basement

mind playing tricks in every inch of my skin

pick apart this dimension

ghosts lock me in the bedroom

fly a kite to catch the sun

pull harder don’t let me go

cut through my insides

wind pushing me higher

colors break apart my sickness

crash through the stars

don’t let me go

don’t let me go

run against the after image

bursting between your lungs

cut every emotion string

fly harder don’t stop my dreams

don’t leave me just yet

across every age

stand up straight

don’t shut me down

cut the strings of transparency

break the last window to find you standing there

on top of these emotions I can’t run without you

scratch my skin like razor blades

break like sinners

focus where we went wrong

trick of salvation

unlock the windows to your foundation

shape of the figure

too careful to disguise

meaning in regret

meaning strikes my skin away

bury the conclusion

don’t dream

don’t reappear

burn away from this town

click of melancholy break through the window of pastime

photography bleeding from your mind

a hundred horsemen

whisper in and out

live in a new town

memories lost in half truths

act like saints break like sinners

a million pages

fumbling in the dark

secrets tear me apart

stumble through your eyes

determination grows stronger

eleven times we play this game

eleven trips we can’t forget

conversations cut me with broken glass

walk into the sun screen

all the people we used to meet

walk past supermarkets

witness a forecast but don’t pay the price

dreams buried too deep to understand

conversations cut me with broken glass

faces cutting into imagination

every photograph balanced against the truth

shape every emotion with masquerade

behind every alley burning up control

when instinct feels experimental

the buildings we used to break

empty rooms silent and half-focused

posters on the wall cast my dreams goodbye

notice every detail before we slip away

a doorway where we found hope

broken glass left on the floor

colors…guilt ridden

blue days keep me alive

whispers shaken with disguise

speak in electric tongues

when instinct feels experimental

cutting grain

men lost in machinery

grew up in the country

stumble with broken bones

[memories that cut me deeper

push them all away

past breaking into this night]

eyes like witchcraft photograph lost time

run through broken pictures on the wall

no escape can lead me closer

sit where sunlight freezes time

verses curse with eloquence

defend the damage in our cells

everything faced

before they pour all our secrets

into the evaporating skies

waste years locked inside this sharp knife

dreams lost between stolen pharmacies

children wave into the spotlight

they run away from sickness

cutting grain mumbling unfocused words

reach for choices hidden in the atmosphere

dig deeper through your pockets

pick apart every string of color

flush burning sins into every wound left

down into the sinking sand