Apples & Pears

Le voyeur




to change.




being sung 


sing Sing



.Sweet pearls.

Give me sweet pearls to ride the pain
Throw them at me in a blow
As if I was a hound or a slow

Pear in the middle of the rain

Apples, you got me now
On my knees puking myself
Till sleep comes to wash away

My bad love in a blue wave

A halfhearted being 
Half-dead half-suffering
Free of manhood in the one
Only death can be the forum
Of the end of the end

.of the end.



“Recognizing I’m not my brother’s keeper, but I am in fact my brother.
That is civility.”

– Maya Angelou



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