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cutting grain

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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

a checkmate broken alive

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fight for the time

when we face the vessels

capsize a feeling of deterioration

my only time left alive

take the direction

when we take a stance

paralyze this true vision

blindness in ability

a concept detained

scraping the pieces lost from your memory

an aching cutting clean

face regression past instability

thread my sickness like Christmas trees

each light flashes inside your snowstorm

lodged in memory

ingest to face but burn away

determination lost in observation

a checkmate broken alive

blood that doesn’t heal

sweat that doesn’t reflect the damage left in your eyes

memories wish me away

roll down the boulevards

patterns ring with every measure

painting disciples

lost on canvas screens

trace against the rest

march into their wounds

protection cuts me deep

dreams sewn shut

cut off the guard buried from reach

faces we can’t memorize

abilities yet to break into film

every character finds their role

the weight of the arrow

illuminated with every mistake

days absolved

years burned alive

a forecast where we can’t numb time

faces left without an apology

the gift in your hand speaks with clear stained skies

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look at the world with new meaning

are you the dream running far from the shore?

like exaltation carry ships past a million years of movement

the future half ingested

yearning for a deeper breath

close the frequencies pinned behind the damage

wrap a piece of treachery in every envelope

a sentence half completed

a word locked deep inside

the final view from your eyes

images pace my determination

every sequence out of memory

flash light photography catches a lingering breath

an empty hour inside your head

reverse the substance left on your lips

memorize the forecast in every detail

perspiration evaporating sickness

dust off dreams in the memory ward

you’re the reach for focus without modified lenses

I’m running up the stairs

don’t pretend we face this battle all alone

don’t lock up all instinct

don’t fake direction

don’t manufacture half separations

the gift in your hand speaks with clear stained skies

shake my fortitude with secrets buried behind

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slipping out of control

face the changes all at once

lost with figures in the dark

pieces out of contrast

swim through the pages broken inside your mind

transcribe eternity like illumination

when the details break every sin away

memorize the faces swept away

is there a chance left on earth?

stir a witness when movements are out of touch

dream behind the control room

a disease lost from focus

when we paint realization with every detail

the paintbrush burning conflicts with imagination

all the sounds inside your head

break every whisper far from doubt

when this movement spies

run past magazine doors

the images ingrained like chemistry

all the faces we disguise

all the emotions buried behind prescription lenses

shake my fortitude with secrets buried behind

shelf-life

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confusion beyond deterioration

looking for hope within

like the tunnels diving deeper inside

change beyond recollection

seams we tear apart with apathy

a clue into your instinct

the right to tranquility

men crash in shopping carts

time lifting from their hands

catching a million photographs in the wind

the bright colors drifting me closer to you

like the chemicals drifting out of sequence

a false analysis like sedimentary angels

when I grip my faith across billboard screens

the sounds lighting the future

colors like emotions re-separate

the time clock spins faster but I am drifting backwards into this chair

all the determination withstands a shelf-life

re-ignite and re-engage the glass of a broken dream

photographs lost behind locker room doors

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pages turn but they won’t listen

try to grasp control but I am falling

retreat into this world

where lies don’t stick to the wall

tune the radios where dreams can’t be discerned

into the depths fighting in the distance

analyze memories under broken microscopes

grasp the lenses past hidden instinct

weigh madness on uneven scales

half a reaction

half a burning dream

photographs lost behind locker room doors

if we find the key to stop it all

if we rinse away our tears

chain myself up inside this room

eyes that watch, but never speak

colors half mended, half inspected

the words lost inside your head

a secret code repeating through the halls

Transversal Mistakes

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obsession cutting me deep

flip through the pages

ink stains my arms like transversal mistakes

glance through the rearview shutter shake

films scattered across broken memory

desire fueling futility

march like machinery to the distant heartbeat

sunshine realizes its own forecast

drench my feet through submarines

falling to reach your hand

memories submerge counting inside my head

colors behind their madness shake through

dreams manipulated before realization

check the forecast bleeding my insides

repetition strikes too late to understand

like pictures broken inside my hands

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pray for a miracle

when I’m not drowning inside

look towards the sky when every dream comes true

to have you in my arms again

is it all pretend?

am I just watching the visions inside my mind?

am I watching something lost at sea

when the boats circle their distance

when we run towards the shore

when every footstep breaks the barrier

every border around your heart

a million birds fly through the sky

like pictures broken inside my hands

scatter them across the ocean

put every piece together

and hope for mankind

jump through the sky like reverse magnetism

sparks fly through the electric wire

like the stillness gone away

chains broken inside

focus on every detail

reward system

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when I tear myself through the window

did I catch a piece of your sanity?

pacing up and down this maze

I lock down my heart

To wait for the day

when you can clean the darkest frustration

scrubbing the bruises from my veins

like a batting cage they take their turn

I can see colors burning through the distance

breath in and out

they inhale every secret left inside my mind

a million words are exhaled

but I can’t translate a blind man’s burden

run through this glass covered maze

skin broken to bone

men watch in uniform

they shake the locks with cruelty

shut my eyes with polaroids under every scar

flash every emotion away

their hands shake at they keys

will they unlock the doors?

witness men like magicians

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look through the crowd

all the people lost on television screens

walk through this shadow

break through the cars

like the figures in the whispering room

counting the time away

when we walk through the streets

cut through this memory

time so translucent

break these paths cutting me away

kick through the wheels

behind microscopic eyes

detection at a point where it all matters

press my hands against your burning heart

all the time slipping away

crumble to madness

deception schemes can’t be found

when we lose imagination

I can’t find you here

all the worn out pieces

when you shoot through window panes

buildings hang so high

run through relapsing voices

images across my mind

don’t erase the polaroids

catch the traffic blur

men march past

flags caught against the distance

a place called home

determination never broken down

witness men like magicians

swim up & down the shores

can’t tell fact from illusion

forget my name in this town