Valencia St and a Cold Heart

underneath a cold blooded sky
you will remain bloodless
and cold from the over arching
sleeplessness that doesn't
even matter
anymore

but the icicles that have
surrounded your heart
will let you drown
and be damned
like the leather clad
whore that you are

how's that for edification?

Northern(er)

this is the key
you have forgotten
this bleak death
of the old world
and this new life ahead
but there will be no forgiveness
even in your filth
there is reality
and you are no reality
but you say "fuck you"
to the great administrator
in the sky