No Tears

No angel tears
Though every note
I've ever made
has been for you
Sing
No Fear No pain
Soul's will remain
Unyielding focus
The doing up of what tho wilt

Teeth Dreams

The broken dreams
That litter the past
In a liquid dry
An accretion fast
Move's through the focus
On its perihelion swing
A parabolic arc
Describing the perfect thing
Another layer of life
Yet aphelion is due
So no matter the strife
All lies are at some point true