Essay Works By Great People

[Joey]

A sea-less pit dug in
No trees are tired and wired
Because Lifes eyes don't see black
Seemed camera obscura held my breath herein

I think that great works are written thin
There isn't a written existent contemporary friend
Who misheard my blameless nameless absence
And no deity can explain how aimed I am to live less
To trim and place my fate in wordless forgiveness

I aim for you to know me no meat
Ive never even played your guitar
You dont even hold a note on me
When I keep instruments around
They've got purpose call me
Nostalgia The Peer Node

Revolt this hearing
The devil has lifted hearts to never exist
There's never been a secret
Invoked as all fears are between us