It is so corroding to ask an alchemist
to give up alcohol...
I am a plague upon this planet
Yet still I rescue them from pain...
Securely tucked in their warm glow,
The frost in my chest begins to thaw...
Where have the spirits gone?
I held them in my hands...
The warmth should inspire me to live,
but instead, it feels like a dreamland...
This place is full of ghosts
and I'm shaking and shivering...
In the name of Indian warriors
the first nation of truth...
This fleshy ripen dome of fervor,
this bundle of rainbow and nectar...
Standing on the opposite sides of a train station
we waved goodbye...
Time is a railway.
Now is the very trains that...
We used to dream of battles won
Now truths slump heavy on our tongues...
When we are pointing
at the moon, everyone owns...