The top of the trail
Or was it the world?
Making broken fences
into our thrones
Smoking cheap cigars, and
Watch lights below us pulse

I smell the moment still.

joensing

"they're gone"
He tosses a can in the trash
"damn it"
She opens the cupbaords, in it
finds her poison.
Fuck a glass,
Swig from the bottle

"I'm jonesin', I'm jonesin'"
You're laughin', you're laughin
I'm crying.

I'm a human
Wrecking Ball
I'll brilliantly demolish
Everything Beautiful
Because I'm so damn unsure.

crash.

Nine-thirty
The bend on the road
Gravel, dirt, and stone.
Above the arcane moonlit pattern
Rippling across the water
We'll define its reason.
Don't tell me if you'll be there
Or if the highway leads you elsewhere
And I wont tell you either.