Invoiceless Insight

Send us home

We are your dreams hanging on the windowsill

Babylon is a lie

Spider veins flutter webs in honorable sighs

Of moments where we threw caution to the wind.

Single serving tears 

Check for two

Crushing lines

Anchors tie us to the moment where we bent right out of shape

Children victims of time

Afternoon highs 

Nightly woes

Too careful 

Too soon

Too late

Send us home

Damaged goods

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