Patchwork Blanket (Etheree)
It is old and worn with scattered patches...
Sometimes, I like you
with hazelnuts...
It's apparent our tide is moving
in big waves of opportunity...
Remember to
always smile...
The more I want you to forsake
this paper...
I wake with an alarming desire
to arm myself with balloons...
They are slanted.
Enchanted...
Drifting through water I found a note.
And on this paper the paladin wrote...
With bloodied hands I lay the bricks again
Once again blocking the hole...
All major decisions
Destined from your head...
A russle in the morning breeze
I dig deep into my lungs...
Bleeding,
rage and insecurity...