a wandering around the point
a circle circling
endless never
make touch lines cross
rhythm
make touch
cross
rhythm
a wandering around the point
a circle circling
endless never
make touch lines cross
rhythm
make touch
cross
rhythm
a cost, to care,
to be willing to be fair
to be in the midst of the wherever
whenever
mist must make lust disappear
a cross in weird wary eyes
a lost bear hypnotized
I am truly sorry for not putting out more music. To you, for sure, and also to myself. It makes me realize, when I go as long as I have now in a stretch of not putting out reveries, how much it has been a lifesaver for me.
so, anyways, hopefully I will be putting them out again more regularly. I find that I get knocked off schedule pretty easily if life isn’t in a routine routine and also that I’m just generally confused about what to be working on right now.
that said I think that I initially felt that reveries would be more often like this one, just a little song poem for a day.
we are getting there
barely noticeable
there
shivery