(0208) anomaly zero ten

deftly enabled. subliminal. you were the last. just take what you get. no questions asked. people don't get it. it's not about them. they never had a chance. paper stains without a cause, no time to pause. talking with no dialogue, on/off/on. standing in the back yard. i've seen everything - just pictures in a magazine. nowhere to sleep, on/off/on. instinctive. i slow down in a bold attempt to break from the patterns of people i used to know from way back when, when the air was colder. and i saw through my own sad sadness where vague uncertainty clouded judgment. there was nothing to find there, but empty words and a solemn reminder. a transitional ending for a summer of spending. broken hearts needing mending, we fall without grace. slowing down, he hears the sound of millions trying not to drown in the dead sea of lost and found. instant death, lacking in breath, sold your soul, now make your bed. in the barrels of truth, we see our own endings so when will these feelings subside? with the flesh of the weak, they steal what they're missing - so many different ways to die. one at a time. disappear slowly. sooner or later, you'll wish you had known me. fleeting alarms. too many reasons. sooner or later, you'll know what i needed.