Do you know why,
I can't sleep, in the attic or the deep?
No Anchor on these tides, treasure box
in a pirate's hope;find the boat.
Drifted on a pierced lip, a fixed kiss,
a mental slip--
on a burnt out Fuze.
Double check for a
red lighter's glaze,
As wolf is entranced in the gaze, of a moon's longing.
EYE
Take it easy,
little child. A bottle ship on a lover's dream
tossed and turns as sleeper learns,
trust the Sun.
Light so stronge, Life will always crawl
in the uncertanty a simple plee,
to be
to exist
to dream,
What It really is, spinning the compass
to the steady Fun, painted with snow.
As a remote control in
WHORE-MOAN phase.
Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 4:23 PM UTC
Do you know why,
I can't sleep, in the attic or the deep?
No Anchor on these tides, treasure box
in a pirate's hope;find the boat.
Drifted on a pierced lip, a fixed kiss,
a mental slip--
on a burnt out Fuze.
Double check for a
red lighter's glaze,
As wolf is entranced in the gaze, of a moon's longing.
EYE
Take it easy,
little child. A bottle ship on a lover's dream
tossed and turns as sleeper learns,
trust the Sun.
Light so stronge, Life will always crawl
in the uncertanty a simple plee,
to be
to exist
to dream,
What It really is, spinning the compass
to the steady Fun, painted with snow.
As a remote control in
WHORE-MOAN phase.
