Incandescent, thy presence,
then gone opaque
like a ghost of eighty-eight.
From the ball drop; rupture.
The emergency room bled
amicable biopsies;
cordially deemed as
"gilded altercations"
indicative of negligence.
Hysterical virginity waltzes;
eighty-eight and five;
polarized nodes and juniper kites.
Sordid oracle, oh, profound allegories,
now enigmatic wastes
like the ghost of eighty-eight,
Last edited by BluePaintCult at Dec 16, 2009,
i like it. reads like a dictionary, which makes it difficult to understand, but i think once i discover the essence of this ill like it a hell of a lot more. i'm also interested to see how this fits into your music style (i'm listening to your myspace right now)