It was the late summer of Lady Di mourning  and in my own underpass, I died thrice    Tina slit my heart’s throat  palpitating dying breaths inside our wreckage  and bringing her latest lover to the funeral    Too far, too fast, too fierce  who unbuckled the belt to halt train’s speed?  Thousand midnight candles  were always going...

the depth of the dark astound meastonished I let out a gaspintrigued yet frightenedthe onyx wrap around meheightened senses spoke to my bodyhypervigilant I seethwith a quick intake of breathmy flesh prepared for an assaultseeping black talk to meinnocent...

daydreaming my mind openslucious pink skiesand cotton candy wishesthe sickly sweet goes with the insanity so wella little delirium as the day stretched longtortured thoughts arguing with my voicesslip the bit and let my words spitinciting an all out...