Why must we go to and fro assuming constraint?
I've fallen through a nothing-air.
In a quite fog on that empty afternoon,
when the dusk aches for a little leave, I turn, revolving in our nothing-nothing-air.
As that twig snaps, I can sense only then that I am moving.
More.
more.
more more moremoremore
When that devil kisses your cheek, and you feel loved for once,
i
am
Singing myself lullubies
lullabies out of all the words you said.
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 4:46 PM UTC
Why must we go to and fro assuming constraint?
I've fallen through a nothing-air.
In a quite fog on that empty afternoon,
when the dusk aches for a little leave, I turn, revolving in our nothing-nothing-air.
As that twig snaps, I can sense only then that I am moving.
More.
more.
more more moremoremore
When that devil kisses your cheek, and you feel loved for once,
i
am
Singing myself lullubies
lullabies out of all the words you said.