Breathe

Speak to us in blowing winds,
With strings to topple petty steel,
To free our blood from loyal binds,
The cuffs of fear and hate’s divide,
With horns to call the reveille,
And march us sol…

Doctor Freeman, spare my mind,
Drive the ice picks in so kind,
Under lids of blackened eyes,
To stab away where sorrow lies.

Raise your gavel, handle high,
Nice and centered, crackling l…

It’s a long way down, comrade.

Calm blinks of melancholy
Laughing away a neurotic mess…

Something insane floats around in our minds,
Clouded in smoke and swimming in tinted water,
Something about sex,
Something about death,
Something we’ve all tried setting aside,
That we’ve …

Belief Will Bid You Lifeless
Chapter 1
The anamnesis reads as follows:
CHRISTOPHER L. BRINKMAN, MALE
DIAGNOSTIC ANALYSIS: PARANOID SCHIZOPHRENIA, PSEUDOLOGIA FANTASTICA, OBSESSIVE COMPULSI…

Christmas was tomorrow. The neighborhood had been draped in red and green and the Christ child was sleeping peacefully in every fourth yard or so.

Christmas was tomorrow. The neighborhood had been draped in red and green and the Christ child was sleeping peacefully in every fourth yard or so.

Father, father, bastard son,
Yellow fever, lawless gun,
Sprays away and misses all,
‘cept for one, whose life doth fall,
And slips twelve steps, ha-ha, ha-ha,
Charade, charade on you, old …

Here it is. Bitterness escapes me, as does all anger and sorrow. All that’s left is madness, with hints of fear in every instant of thought. My god, I think, is it too late?

I love… recanting Reptilian conspiracies over the chaos of my favorite French fusion/opera group while sewing homemade dresses from cow intestines.

The Savior’s long been winging.

Twenty-seven gone today,
Drowned in wood and something sharp,
About the killer, all l’ll say,
I hope he’s eaten yet.

It was cold.

And for all their troubles, and moreso their joy,
Ol’ Jones wiped them all off the earth.