bonds(wo)man theme

weightless, like human beings in space.

 

Like oxygen, life, and wings take flight

 

The hurricane and wind force stronger than any natural disaster

scorched earth lighting struck

 

stuck

watching paint and plaster dry

All who consume are willing to die for it

obsessed by thoughts of you...like money, the need is happiness, self gratification, forgetting, and shame.

 

Taste salty like blood

sticks & stones

soul in the mud.

While she greets you as your honor... I beseech thee to kill the pain inside brains- veins better than oxycontin

It's haunting non-stopping

tick-tockin.

Done