at last I think I’ve realised
swirled through the motions
like a spinning top
with no intention to stop
like the key meets the lock
I reach for a reading
if it’s bad I’ll simply block
if it’s good I’ll keep believing
transparency cradles the outline of a storm
we can clearly see each other
notice the heat itching to come closer
each crack of thunder
indicates another victim being born
keep it short and sweet
time is carefully limited
allow the rage and agony to finally meet
because now,
nothing is prohibited
Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 2:43 AM UTC
at last I think I’ve realised
swirled through the motions
like a spinning top
with no intention to stop
like the key meets the lock
I reach for a reading
if it’s bad I’ll simply block
if it’s good I’ll keep believing
transparency cradles the outline of a storm
we can clearly see each other
notice the heat itching to come closer
each crack of thunder
indicates another victim being born
keep it short and sweet
time is carefully limited
allow the rage and agony to finally meet
because now,
nothing is prohibited