a wandering around the point
a circle circling
endless never
make touch lines cross
rhythm
make touch
cross
rhythm
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a wandering around the point
a circle circling
endless never
make touch lines cross
rhythm
make touch
cross
rhythm
oh lawd
please drown me in
nothing space
backwards time
a wondrous face
a wonder a blunder
my usual my usual
oh ok why not just siiiing
or forget forgot how to sing
well, late start, eighth start, eight years.
I want to make music forever
it’s the only thing I do that even I can’t critique and tear apart
I wish for
shorter pieces, more honestly, less try, more love
for you and for me
amen and whoopee
where for
dost though
cometh
from?
so shall we
go dancing in the streets
or shall we
go