let's learn to fly

unrest
it's a crime of passion
undressed
it's the latest fashion
these walls
create the other
will fall
before we're torn asunder

i don't even want
to try to touch the ground
eyes fixed upward,
we are weightless in the sound
we are fools and kings
and noble cowards once again
with ragged voices singing
at last we've learned to live

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My optimism spent a semester abroad, but it's back now.

when the world finally sleeps
and you take your fitful leave
i sit here shaking


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i need to remember that things can be beautiful on their own.

eat your demons

i want to eat your demons
draw out the poison,
the black and twisted cancer in you
i want to chew, swallow, suck it down, spit it out
cough and choke and still hold it all in
even if it kills me
i know i won't regret it
i'm taking them to hell with me
and i hope you won't forget this


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goddamnit i love you i love you i love you why is this so useless

one good wing

i want to raise you from the barren earth
let the breath overflowing from my lips
fill your lungs and quench your thirst

open your eyes into mine
in your ears, my distant voice
i want to be your compass
my right hand reaches out,
my left denotes true north

we have each but one good wing
broken, wretched creatures that we are
but hold fast to me and we'll ascend
more swiftly than ever
fly straight through the sun
straight on til morning

Rise

Rise
You faceless
You thoughtless
You voiceless victims
Cry

No more
Your past

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I gather my goodbyes

Press them together

Til time and space subside

Under this heat and pressure

But I am bound to carry on
In shades of grey
Solemn strangers call my name
I cannot trust in any god;
I'll place my faith
In fragile human will and form

one day we'll just give in
no longer run or hide
find what's been here all along

buried deep or tossed aside

I hope these walls

Come crashing down

Before the day we're torn asunder

And if you fall

Without a sound

I'll hold your up

Or you'll drag me under

But I am bound to carry on
In shades of grey
Solemn strangers call my name
I cannot trust in any god;
I'll place my faith
In fragile human will and form

Blind to the beacon

Head in the sand

With passing glances

We move along

Through thick illusion

And frosted glass

Sky laughing at me

Spins far too fast

Now redshift the horizon

See tainted Eos rise

In bookmatch perfection

This matchbook inspiration

I am bound to carry on
In shades of grey
Solemn strangers call my name
I cannot trust in any god;
I'll place my faith
In fragile human will and form

I am bound to carry on
In shades of grey
Solemn strangers call my name
I cannot trust in any god;
I'll place my faith
In fragile human will and form

The earth still shakes

The torch still burns

This is not still

This is not dead

We are not still

We are not dead

this boy breathes fire

this boy breathes fire,
restless chaos diffused
in electric veins and lungs of glass;
envelops the air
a catalyst, a catharsis
the end of the end of days

call it from hilltop to hilltop:
come eat your dreams
while they're still hot,
before they fly away

no stars tonight
moon glimmers in half-life
its scarred face a haunted smile
you and i take flight
move unhindered
through cyphered snowstorms
pinpricks cold as jewels

a last hurrah:
raise your voice, your glass
your expectations
a feast before we fast.
never will i be still
for true death is
where motion is not

confer upon me no blessings,
offer unto me no rabbits' feet,
no words of wretched wisdom
gone sour in your refrigerator.
i want that which can hold me in,
stop my brain from spilling--
succumbed to inner pressure,
silver streaks sublimating in space
--and no words can do that.

i'll hold your hand if you hold mine
squeeze as tight as you want;
we can't break each other now