of all the particular thingsand memories it seemsall of which surround usand all us peculiar beingslost in power of dreamssome who shall betray usand ..
this is ...the beginning and end of every gesturetime is old, our love sequesteredinside all the broken partswith hearts on sleeves wage blood adventu..
up into the clouds we float and go soft winged beasts unbowed here in plateautoft above whited tip, above wafted shore heretofore lost, aloft docile ..
the crack in my wall gets deeperbut the one in my soul is sweeterlike antifreeze for frozen heartsand green thumbs like to feel dirtbut its fingernail..
one foot in the dirtyour heart is in the gulfi want to try to save youbut i dont think its enoughwith one hand out the windowfeeling rain and lovei ju..
just a little biteto start the funits not like you were ever anyonejust one graspwith nothing to grasp atits not a side effect.. just part of the funy..