In a language unknown,
in words truthful and opaque,
in dully shining rusted tones
he spins a tale of love and loss
that you lean forward to hear
and strain with all your being to understand,
because in his twists and corners you find you will Know.
Winding and vaguely present,
with wraparound phrases and
a heart that fathoms and unravels the trickiest of souls.
He Knows.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 8:55 PM UTC
In a language unknown,
in words truthful and opaque,
in dully shining rusted tones
he spins a tale of love and loss
that you lean forward to hear
and strain with all your being to understand,
because in his twists and corners you find you will Know.
Winding and vaguely present,
with wraparound phrases and
a heart that fathoms and unravels the trickiest of souls.
He Knows.
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