oh lovelies

Sunday, February 06, 2011

Sky Dancer almost forgot!



that edge, you're there
night ending
edge, you're there
night ending

a red car, really is!





red streaks
her in the window
yours give it back
yours give it back

give it back



it's 4:30 AM
how did her face get pale, paler still?
the house is made of wood
and when I wake up for a second it's there
how did her face get pale, paler still?

smoke, ash ash
you marked it well
o green witch! o me
if this is the moon, is it white?
is there nothing, nothing here?
somewhere else there are people in green
are cut with green leaves on their way, to?

if it were me, if it were really me
if it were me, if it were really me

only a mission
for them to tell you
what's on the surface
mass of chalk
what is soft what is dust

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