

whatever chamberi scour the land The desert revealing the shape of my mind my eye, and the sand, The fool that is me...there is nothing to find...whatever chamber
searching for more I walked in circles..for all i know there must be more In those circles i hoped, my feeling would grow
my eye found a rock A malitiously grey-formed salute i suffered a shock I knew that form..a memory shute
a stain in my eye I slowly remembered the when and the how the stain made me cry I floated to the stairs, and the bow
there must be more This pllace resembles a h


memory t_issuedoes it hurt? what say you? i think you know like the faces in the snow like the figures in the dirtmemory t_issue
only them have got a clue of what might be in there, out there and the truth is grim..but true we could wipe them with a shoe
so transparent, so uncertain, so misteriously bizare tissue thick, in case of tears, packs of memories arise flaming eyes, burn all but one, i might add with no surprise a small speck inside my eye, tucked away, but not too far.


life as i know itmorning. cold light bleeds its opportunity on your hand.you move your hand, reveal my eye, i move my eye, reveal your splendour, behind is the sky, i yawn, you yawn, we sing eternity.life as i know it
afternoon. you walk beside me, see me once turned, you wish to come in, to stare in my abyss, i warn your sight, that it might end up being missed, that i'm a flame, and it could get burnt.
evening. we find ourselves in different light somewhat dimmer than before, or not, it might be the lens of our tears, or might not, it might be the dark veil on our souls, yes it might. &nbs


untitled2how are you my sweet, dear friend? having fun out all alone, watching tv like a drone? will you reach out for my call?will you? or have you gone? won't you tighten up the knots?won't you be there till the end?untitled2
mangled times and weary thoughts taste the laughter in my eye as i suck your venom dry as i sprinkle you with dots.
play a game, a trusting test fear has not a place right here jump with me, forget the rest kiss my lip, forget the beer.
what a time of joyfull essence! what a hand i wake to hold! is this you, or are you cold? no
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