warm blankets and a cool breeze my window's open but no one knows me swing dance with dark drinks don't get me started on plenty of fish to match in the sea but the only opportunities are in shark tanks drowsy and running on fumes i move with the light of the moon - so dizzy revolting, im molting this cold skin 'til im molten, sowed - is he a volcano going to reap soon? there's some seduction in sudden destruction I hope - I stay busy enough with the cards until still i land my soul in the stars - i know it's can be hard to go with the art but for me it's a part of following my heart existence apart, from my brain - because it does things, i can't always explain