paradoxcycle
Bluelight Crew
love, you sleepy whore, i give you everything that i am.
you filthy, filthy wretch, you leave me stained, decorated with the scent of dust, and autumn. an empty shed, an abandoned highway, a forgotten city: you chase away faces and bodies and warmth and blood. i have counted the chemicals for a hundred reasons. for some trick to shift my vision. from the half constructions to one another. we wander in catastrophe like needles in the air, stinging of fire.
you filthy, filthy wretch, you leave me stained, decorated with the scent of dust, and autumn. an empty shed, an abandoned highway, a forgotten city: you chase away faces and bodies and warmth and blood. i have counted the chemicals for a hundred reasons. for some trick to shift my vision. from the half constructions to one another. we wander in catastrophe like needles in the air, stinging of fire.
