They think they hear it and][then they can not get enough
Category: Poetry
All These Bubbles Started
All these Bubbles started – it was a conflict
My Rules Are Too Stubborn
Just being a dick My rules are too stubborn
Thick In Thieves, They Wail On Me
Copper fields and evening dreams Pursued and elude me Alleviating needless fantasies Igniting lustrous mysteries Thick in thieves They wail on me I watch intact As they finite weave Infinitely destructing Construct the soul you see