My head is filled
and to the same degree
so is my heart
with nonsense
with nothing that
from nothing comes
with memory
and irresistibly
this draws me in-
Silently collected words
and shadows of their universe
drew nearer-
In silence their exploding hearts
come floating by
and inky melodies
come streching-
until they reach
my skin.
Oct 27, 2012
Oct 27, 2012 at 9:09 AM UTC
My head is filled
and to the same degree
so is my heart
with nonsense
with nothing that
from nothing comes
with memory
and irresistibly
this draws me in-
Silently collected words
and shadows of their universe
drew nearer-
In silence their exploding hearts
come floating by
and inky melodies
come streching-
until they reach
my skin.
