środa, 31 marca 2021

Luna

 



Tricked into some fodder about this oasis

This conversation of new beginning

Having enlightening talks over common interests


Chained together to push onto the celebrated platform

Chained together or chained forever

Chained together to push onto the celebrated platform tonight


I've boarded myself inside

I've refused to exit

There is no ocean for me

There is no glamour

Only the mirage of water ascending from the asphalt


I gaze at it from the oven of my home


I've boarded myself inside

I've refused to exit

There is no ocean for me

There is no glamour

Only the mirage of water ascending from the asphalt


Only the mirage of water ascending from the asphalt

I gaze at it from the oven of my home


Confined to a house that never remains clean

To a bed where the ill never get well

I cough ceaselessly into the night


The remainder of my humanity is drifting spit through the cold


Sitting quietly in scorching

Reimagined suburbia

Suburbia

Sitting quietly in scorching

Reimagined suburbia

Suburbia

Sitting quietly in scorching

Reimagined suburbia

Suburbia

Suburbia

Reimagined suburbia


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