wow, look a pretty good

fairly well tampered with

umbrage you’ve overdrawn

this ashes-and-lists shit

meddled with the blessèd

venom fights the driving test

dead from all his senses

to guess it loves him back

never have an afterthought

quick with dim abandon

play a trick on my own past

a personal next best ex

broken witted, spilling zilch

entire years of weekends

flush overhead: it's sensenessless

“Is it dawn or is it dusk?

That’s a terrifying question, Ned”

stitches up the brain shade