Word Hoard
To seemed glance the but thought the discarded. Emotion human this was.
Feeling sensation this was. Eyes his impale to seemed that, look graceful a
with met was and heel his turned he. Impulses unexplainable of bundle terrifying yet mesmerising this. Sense human basic
this of fond not man a was he.
Were them of none fact in. Satisfactory not was them of some. Comprehension
human withiin feeling every matching screen a was there looked he where matter
no. Down and up. Right. Left. Body his surrounded that screens the watching.
Wistfully. Carefully. Street the of center the in standing was he.
Phanerothyme
Happiness lies somewhere in between the slight grinding of his teeth and the dilation of his pupils
When the warmth of a thousand hells and the shivering cold of an eternal winter is surfing through his body at one and the same time.
A Daliesque tattoo imprinted on his brain
Resonating the geometry of immaculacy
Reaping the hearts of his nearest, like Cain
Completely and utterly submissive to the forces of Sandoz pharmacy
Where the fruits of life come hemorrhaging
This is the phantom which is so terrifying,yet mesmerising
