16th
June 2013
#2
Survival stone
I
have to survive
a spaceship in my mind,
away from the drone of melancholy hearts.
a spaceship in my mind,
away from the drone of melancholy hearts.
I
sleep of you,
dream of foreign liquor
my throat is dry and I don’t smile enough.
dream of foreign liquor
my throat is dry and I don’t smile enough.
Mother
of all opportunities
listening to winds and whistles
harmonium dust on her fingers.
listening to winds and whistles
harmonium dust on her fingers.
This
is exactly how
we deviate from the main street
waiting for some sign – followers in the rain.
we deviate from the main street
waiting for some sign – followers in the rain.
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