Michael Dagen
Supernova of the Heart #6
conquered and discarded. thank you great teacher generations of volatile love patterns now broken a heart sacrificed for my ancestors and children there are rules to dreams in this realm even devils like us must obey our love exists in a parallel fiction, may we meet there someday. Day Gun
To the Heart #5
my love a rocket. with no helmet or seat belt, I ignite. coordinates —> the heart of your sun like a moth in the dark, I risk all to be with your false light like a fool on the run, I lift off no return in sight just for a chance to soar through the […]
It Happens #1
I live deserted others here, but without youthis realm -> desertedsome days when I listen to the birds I know they tell you to shut up toowaiting for your ship landing followed by a knock at my doorwhat happens next devours all that ever existedtime has ended waiting Day Gun