a dark stork begins its song

a start of a centennial festival
we shall sow the seeds of withered cabbage
as the dark stork flies through the air

blue smoke rises and falls
green smoke envelops the city
finally i wont have any more nightmares
the bells' ringing is            eternal
when the dark stork sings its song
the grey figures are elated

now there is no one
left

subject matter
depression
death
strings
cold
nature
life
cry
f.o;u.'./,/,r.//t/h w./a l. . .sfasf l

as i dance along the edges of the string
as i totter along the lines of reality
Your song envelops me in warmth

the song is my lifeline, my goal, my dream
eventually it will be my requiem. struggling
to fulfill everyone's expectations

in the eyes of god, we are all equal
equal is equal, dust to a soul
what do i care
for
them

all i need is You.
You
You
You
YOU