moves like ash through the air
off a balcony
Me
of course I’m coarse like gloves
for falconry
My
stomach is the water of the
Balkan Sea
Her
cadence is the snow in Fuji
mountain’s spring
She’s
a tree I would down just
to count the rings
When
she moves her mouth in any
amount it sings
She’s
When.
she’s
when,
silent sirens sing
on violent violet islets
and seems
all the world’s a dream
I
am
the
breeze the sea sends
and seas uneven
sinks ships
clips wings
indecent
is ants
in the lips
of her honey drip
ings
swings
whips
glist
ning
eclips
ed
miss thing
get with
hitch
ings?
drip
queen of kings
miss
myth
I’m miss
ing
can we just slip
into
exist
ing
got you in my grip
my grip
is
tight
ning
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC
moves like ash through the air
off a balcony
Me
of course I’m coarse like gloves
for falconry
My
stomach is the water of the
Balkan Sea
Her
cadence is the snow in Fuji
mountain’s spring
She’s
a tree I would down just
to count the rings
When
she moves her mouth in any
amount it sings
She’s
When.
she’s
when,
silent sirens sing
on violent violet islets
and seems
all the world’s a dream
I
am
the
breeze the sea sends
and seas uneven
sinks ships
clips wings
indecent
is ants
in the lips
of her honey drip
ings
swings
whips
glist
ning
eclips
ed
miss thing
get with
hitch
ings?
drip
queen of kings
miss
myth
I’m miss
ing
can we just slip
into
exist
ing
got you in my grip
my grip
is
tight
ning
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