Here's your new drug. Shoot it in the left eye. Feel it on the right side. No it's not love. Though it sets up shop. Behind your ribcage. Building blood clots and black holes.
Is this everything?. I've dreamed of so much more. Between the end and where we lie. Here all our hopes and dreams. Are scavenged from the floor. And fed into machines that feed on vacant eyes.
faith,. is not something that i grasp. its something that i fake,. as I'm slipping, as I'm falling through the cracks,. faith. without actions is a mask,.