i cant stay here anymore
"oh krishna, the mind is restless, turbulent, strong and unyielding. i consider it as hard to subdue as the wind." -bhagavad gita
last night, i dreamed that i traveled a long way to meet your father, just to ask him where he has been all your life, and tell him he is still needed.
last night, a cold wind came up through the floor boards and blew my mind toward the ceiling. i held it there as if it were a bird on a leash.
last night, i dreamed that the jeweled night had squared me up and pummeled me dearly, but it felt as though Klimt had kissed me.
last night, i buried myself in sand as small children ran by me. i wanted to run along with them but i couldn't because i was sunken and dirty, and also naked.
last night, i realized you aren't who i thought you were-- that i am the bird and you are the the handler.
last night, i dreamed that i traveled a long way to meet your father, just to ask him where he has been all your life, and tell him he is still needed.
last night, a cold wind came up through the floor boards and blew my mind toward the ceiling. i held it there as if it were a bird on a leash.
last night, i dreamed that the jeweled night had squared me up and pummeled me dearly, but it felt as though Klimt had kissed me.
last night, i buried myself in sand as small children ran by me. i wanted to run along with them but i couldn't because i was sunken and dirty, and also naked.
last night, i realized you aren't who i thought you were-- that i am the bird and you are the the handler.