Anthony's Anthem

Anthony Weary of things once craved... then became burning and squirming under life bending lens caving in to please those spikey-shadowy things a million mental monkeys to navigate through not enough butterfly- beauty or bloom. Another flight into a barbed wire sky lonely spirit wandering a cloudy lullaby driven to the fringe of a dead end town, just another bloated fun house clown dabbing rouge onto hope's sunken cheek. Anthony