Pinch history

Feel the pinch blistering

Pinch me in my dreams

'cause i'm still not listening

X marks the spot

On your calendar days

A beard half eaten

Smiled

Crawling with legs

Temper tempered temperature



Manuscript replica



In infrared is how we saw

The night that lit up

Scarecrow plots

The nerve that pinches

Crippled hobbled

Frolicked flat on its own face



Jigsaw pattern

Dominoes left a trail

The whites of their eyes

Polaroids of the tale

For our amusement

We bring stares to the defendants

Mechanical panaceas

Absolved by history

Phonetic paralysis

Inflicted through morality

The seed that it nurtured

Was a wilted bouquet

Temper tempered temperature



Squirming through cuts in a throat

Cut it...cut it...