She fears
what she writes...

Nothing is here
but a dream inside my pocket pulses...

You said what you want to do,
thinking I had prophecies sleeping...

Her pain might be collective:
she suffers, he suffers...

If i could for one tiny sweet moment
change the course of the rivers...

What I appreciate & devour is this darkness...
as if I could stand when I can't recognize...

Only the fire knows the distinctions between you...
our favorite element from Monday to Monday when we...

That's the other side of midnight
& I will let you know...

I am announcing myself
to winter again...

Someone told me i should avoid my grave disasters...
but my limitations start to torture me before...

Lying wordless
the hours fall...

As he juggles his pain
to entertain the audience...