Wandering through life attempting to make a mark a scratch
a stain a line on the world's walls.
Working, wishing, waiting to catch my words in people's throats
to burn my images on to their skin.
Finding people to love and places to remember.
Discovering what I'm meant to create and learning what I'm meant to destroy.
Training to take the breath from society.
To put the light in the masses eyes. Promises. Car wrecks. Camera lens. Chapped lips. Hunger. Blood. Ecstasy.