1. BABY ELEPHANT STOMP

Plant a tree and take a deep breath.
Everyday becomes intentional suicide.
In a world,
In a facade,
In the reality we create for ourselves.
Stir the tar
Breath deep.
We're watching our last breath,
Burn before our eyes.
With our instincts dead and buried
We crawl to the nearest drive through and reverse our gears.
Swallowing hope and tasting cold steel.
Sweat pours out of shaking hands.
And all I can pray for is a feast of lead through a duct-taped mouth.
My teeth hang on by threads of hope.
But I'll continue to breath in the thin thin air and forget to exhale.


2. WHITE SMOKER

My mind is a swollen sea
And the fish swim dronefully
Through the thick memories of my mind.

And the tides rise to blanket me
While the atmosphere chokes on deprevity of drowning dreams.


3. HAPPY ENDING

Feathers strategically placed over my tarred amd smoldering body.
And I see my face swollen with shame.
Every hour the skin around my neck gets tighter and tighter.
One word to describe my thoughts couldn't be but four letters.
The young to know my heart is beating backwards.
I need help.
I need to feel my brains before they hit the floor.
I need hands to catch my body.
I don't want this anymore.

I can trust me.


4. THRICE

Don't forget
This time, this place.
Wake from this nightmare
Be reborn.
Prove to me.
Show to me.
Bring me closer to love.
Prove to me.
Show to me.
Bring me closer to life.
Take me with you I said.
I can't, life replied.
Please don't forget.
This time.
This place.
Learn from this nightmare.
Take me with you
Be reborn.
Don't forget.
No regret.

I won't forget.


5. DEAD RINGER

Bad blood has turned you sour.
But I still can't look away.
Can you still see me?
How is the pain?
Slip, slip, slip you're slipping.
Far, far away.
Beyond your mortal boundaries,
only the shell remains.
Cold and gone.

Move on.
There is nothing here.
Move on.
I'll see you there.


6. WHILE SUPPLIES LAST

Hold on tight.
This world will only spin faster and faster.
Don't block the best view as we crumble into starvation.
Inching away from the present
There isn't one thing to prevent the past.
Someone saved my life with a price tag and a vote and a sword to my throat.
Compromising my flesh
Enough to feed an army
A troop
A brigade of ammunition
A planet of weapons.
Like a hollow laugh of the swinging arm from the gallows poles.