so this is christmas...

its snow &chill &im alone w/thought

my heart twisted/impolite

summers end

good heavens

harrowing afternoon under a present panic &forgetting

im gonna pay for this

im gonna pay for this

nobreak

a performance in badmistakes &grwnup fuckovers

make it out alive.

make it out.

so many faces to recall &hers to send nauseous

heart diluted bloodpump headrush

mothering place for respite

keepin a trend/the great american brothers

commit crimes

we'll be gamerunners &vicehunters

holy boys on holy mission

my ophelia dying out of reach &i off forcin a knife

giant style &my hairs long

somehow hard is still easy

my deception- trust

because this boys innocence so pure

&i'll pay

&i'll pay.

a brief study... (abridged)

tearing the shred left under clothes bleached white complete w/suns washing.

a Noahs ark of criminal intent to disguise the flood.

pushing forward w/motives unseen and unquestioned.

where the fault? who to blame?

turn my direction o fortune and fame.

i'll get you yet...

pornographic leers w/no discussion.

no point given/no recognition.

disorient the conversation toward healing.

abusive the talks of salvation...

no.

no salvation here.

no.

this end we see...

well- its more a means than anything.

its trouble brewing and i'll swear to god if the anti-christ aint to blame...

(bloody red sun of fantastic LA)

we stare intently on gentle solutions...

we're amazed at simplicity.

why so?

why the thoughts so sad with hope for monsters?

earth...

love...

spinal recoil...

seduction...

solution...solution.

a sojourn in the garden of eden.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hyuK2mWwfP4