Until the Good Bleed

© Sept. 11, 2014. All Rights Reserved.

This life is vérité, but so
Cliché.
This movie is a quicker
Ricochet.
It is reflecting off a
Résumé.
Obey the gravity, but can it
Stay?
Under is over hell, but in a
Day.
Anyway, bullets fly over the
Bay.
Colder is a closer hotness by
Speed.
Living is gravity, but also
Greed.
What more inheritances to
Parlay?
Heaven is sweating, moving by
Payday.

Randomness #9

© Sept. 9, 2014. All rights Reserved.

I bleed the dead, but the dead bled. I puked, thus, they puked. I cried, and they fought. They scratch when I crawl. I bleed the dead, but the dead spit. I run, but they hide. And when they hide, they laugh. Echoes, I hear, but they’re within this false sanity. I bled like currently, for I bleed the dead.