How do i keep it alive / Im standing on the orange coals of whatever
My stupid rainbow has a human-like fickleness,
With this moniker of “my” it can only be so;
that breed of consciousness which infatuation sews
belongs to the lonely loners —
not the lovers left alone
but those who are destined
to call loneliness Home
CYCLE
Hurt — do the things you loathe
Hurt — and loathe the things you do;
hold them in high disdain,
and pay thyself not
the heed one is due