“Asleep you set the fire in your own house
And the night was a knife that cut
And I'm paralyzed.”

Cross Out The Eyes, Thurday

“I held you tight like an empty bottle...
But the glass broke
(and the poison spilled out of your mouth).”

Division St., Thursday

“There's music playing
But we dance to the beat
Of our own black hearts
And draw diagrams
Of suicide on each other's wrists
Then trace them with razorblades.”

Jet Black New Years, Thursday Recommended by Iggy.

“i ran down the stairs and into the garden
put both my hands into the soil
in the spring
you will bloom
like her heart through the blouse in the back of the ambulance.”

Steps Ascending, Thursday