fold me in
and in again
pages full of sand, palm trees, blue skies

the gulf is strange and alien,
greenish,
and at night the moon howls like the punctured sky
because i am so insane
because i got here so ...fast.

cars fly to and from the sea,
spinning me

my weathervane will eventually build a surrounding ...structure.
what i lack in confidence i make up for in sensitivity
don't you feel both sides working?
don't you wanna feel both sides working?
but for now i'll dream of prototypes
like leonardo's flying machine.

and she,
she is way too casual with adamant muscles
talking, walking, everything coolly
with a strong knot of muscle in the middle

we walk into the moon with beads of hope
just condensation on our hearts
that collects and glows
when we fall asleep