I can give you a simple fraction
maybe a hug could help
a toy would be nice
your lack of words made fall in a shadow a silent gun that spoke enough.
I want to feel electric
its a procedure
something’s take time
your impact is surprising but it does not help remembering
enough I said
your seldom
how horrible
its a common fact
blame
how much does it weight
maybe tomorrow
perhaps tonight
I need to gather tools
led, paper, plastic, fire, music, words, gray, shades, pedals and courage.
My soften movement won’t budge
and your way is horrible.
I have spaces to fill in
maybe green can fit in
I promise you this Saturn will come back.