As/Is







8.26.2004



Libra

my song falls in the forest
while i slay dragons in diaspora
i sleep for the manic to tame
this bottle costs as much death here
we ride trains for grace
lament almost killed me
from the retch of self pity
i will haunt like chrysalids
never will i speak again to trust
neither am i slave

Billy Jno Hope
catharcyst