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
I wander into your door and it happens over and over again
always invited, always wishing it could be real
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
do they?
hi there.
yes it has
been a while
I’m kind of, I don’t know, you know?
I alone am in the zone
ok I’ll take you up on
a moment or two of thought
and we can get together in there
and whatnot
and again
and again
and again
whatever whatever whatever,
Whatever … whatever!
au revoir
rain now
hey now
ok now
no matter what
i say
to myself
i
must remember
i am you are me
and this one was made from a good old good friend’s toy organ
who is going to
save you
when you are
running
from the
bad wind
that you
know you
should fight
quest