Cornerstone

bait, bait, more bait of tailored for unique ones, squishy shrimps for those more adamant on spongy morsel before venturing further into. that abyss beginning to sound

do this, don't do that and one plus one is equal to three when synergy takes place but they don't tell you that in grade school. how can you fit water

an encounter with the 4th dimension is not often uttered out aloud, lest the neighbors and polite crowd gasp - and look shocked. for what is seen is easily believed,

the apostle of money wears a frowning face, mixed with a hint of doubt - escorts the fanatics into the midnight hour where boogey men come out dressed like clowns, letting lose raving bats flapping

pale inert, hard cold metal pressed by the weight of meaning brought forth in an echo chamber made with a thousand faces scrapped off the flesh

nothing to wring your hands about nothing to tear your hair over nothing to cry over and spill blood to that diary just innocent, well sounding logic that rhymes with your favorite cartoon here

and it was an addictive, nothing to wow about. the usual. silent passed from one passenger to another. they all smiled while passing. wow i thought with the newly arrived

price? the streets they mismatch with haggling, with fine prints, uncomprehensible languages that stops the engine from running without fuel. a drop of blood. a sign. then the metallic beast heaves and grunts, becomes ready to leap again to the next chapter where

the black smoke rising out of the air, like a phoenix dying: then the shadow makes a grab for life; hearken to that cry, the bleak lie of living within tainted air blemished with a touch of midas, then the old gods grew strong, myth became legend, then truth. we bow to these holy temples without

and who does is the one i want to kiss on the lips when it must be love. because love has to do with the skin affecting color. it's suddenly the northern lights and this time it shines on the glass beads, each bead reflecting my love for that which is elusive; almost time to change the fuel again, thus once again i am at a truck stop - hoping to catch my dreams