Green makes
the world...
I am
as old as...
Like for all the time
rain was pouring and I was dry...
They do not know
how ignorant they are...
And I draw breath, parting myself down
the seam like a hairline fracture forming...
I, who has nothing,
but the remnants of your...
If you cannot breath
And often act like a fool...
You break through morning light,
like a forgotten dream coming to...
We sculpt
because we are looking for perfection...
Going out
going in...
I feel the curtain descending,
My days growing fewer...
I close my mind to
the memory, but it...