• IDEA'S


    The world is just that.
    Its is spaces of ideas
    Coldly mimicking living lips and seizing people into dead eyes
    What is this for?
    Not love, not want
    If it really that important to remember?
    To hold on

    Swallow guilt
    Walk into the world with a faceless holding
    Bumping past corpses of things
    Things that would stretch to be called humans
    Ideas
    a world filled with everything that would say to be seen as vampire
    human, tiger, living, dead

    Ideas
    and spaces; of places where ideas should have been, once, but now were not.
    Lilly, Anna, Billy, Bobby, Tailor, James
    Hello, and good bye
    Things come and go
    Are we all real?
    Nothing is true
    But everything is the truth.
    One thing in the world of ideas and spaces
    Corpses and hands
    Death and birth and life and nothing
    Life is a beautiful treasure of color, and spoils and such
    Live.