zebrasindenver

sleep loudly st laurent

i lay here next to you

these streets know no peace

react

7th letter

react

i know youre listening

september 5th

and i still want you to

kill myself

ive been a sinner

ive always sinned

but ive got a friend

in Jesús

i often wonder

how many bullets would it have taken

to get through this thick head of mine

less im sure

if said bullet

was simply named

                       love

i should sleep

the witching hour

shes here

dont tell me how to bleed

your’e dry as a stone

there is a beauty

so truly profound

in a melancholic smile

press up against me

let me hold you

till we lay stains

bled from the heart

ride on solitude

pleasant dark wave