In Your Hands
bound to this couch, i lie in waitingwatching wind blown memories slip by ...
bound to this couch, i lie in waitingwatching wind blown memories slip by ...
entertain the hope that somehow you’ll escape me weld the bolts and ...
when deadbolts awake you from deja vu dreams,at four in the morning you ...
Like a phoenix ignitionlike a crematoriumLike a swelling volitionfrom the ...
i hear the waves crash far below, the rocks are leaping for the sky, ...
Misguided satelliteI circle by habit, can’t find my orbit to save my ...