a man holding a cross and aiming it at his head,

brightly colored, drab, watercolor and oil, unreal,

dead man at the edge of life,

banned,

NSFL,

he’s becoming something painful

,

how many alleluiahs til the center of a corpse?

in the style of something without style

The. Makeup. Looks. Great. Beautiful.

Make me something new,

I’m tired of my eyes complaining about my reflection, my mind can’t take anymore of the lies the mirror tells, it’s telling. I know.