this morning i tried to remember your voice.
it's already lost its sharpness in me.
like i never hear my own voice,
i know it
but never so clear.
today it had the air of there, filling my lung with salt.
sinking into a fridger
sit still on the shelf
then slowly getting moldy
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04/11/2010
them
looking at them
my lungs get heavier
or perhaps my ribs shrunk
they are strange disgusting but familiar
'i would never have chosen them if i could have'
bring black and amber
next each other
then i run run miles away from them
that is how i want to see them
in a distance
a dot
an abstact existance
you are but that's all.
my lungs get heavier
or perhaps my ribs shrunk
they are strange disgusting but familiar
'i would never have chosen them if i could have'
bring black and amber
next each other
then i run run miles away from them
that is how i want to see them
in a distance
a dot
an abstact existance
you are but that's all.
03/11/2010
how do you count time
some count minutes and seconds
for some, memory wouldn't
i feel my stomach
my father is putting on his false teeth
far but close
shrunken jumpers
for some, memory wouldn't
i feel my stomach
my father is putting on his false teeth
far but close
shrunken jumpers
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