there's singing at
the bottom of the lake!
i plunge down
with ringing ears
through algae membranes
wobbly chasms of sound
at the bottom is
a singing bubble
filled with hearts
i pop my face inside
the ringing stops
a thousand tiny faces turn and smile
they are the saddest pocket orchestra
they've sung away their lives
in fragile bodies shaking
now their glass viola hearts
are breaking
a thousand throats trill out
the final verse:
we are dying
please don't look away
Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 4:51 PM UTC
there's singing at
the bottom of the lake!
i plunge down
with ringing ears
through algae membranes
wobbly chasms of sound
at the bottom is
a singing bubble
filled with hearts
i pop my face inside
the ringing stops
a thousand tiny faces turn and smile
they are the saddest pocket orchestra
they've sung away their lives
in fragile bodies shaking
now their glass viola hearts
are breaking
a thousand throats trill out
the final verse:
we are dying
please don't look away
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