i am not the better cough
there is so many things i can dwell and
more things i can not cry and even when you try
to remember the things you found out when there was someone looking at a childhood
and some sick little loneliness came breathing in your face and your mouth that was a drowning bird, it was breathing still a piece of sky
and no one knows nothing and one knows everything but no one knows you
and you try to wait and see if school will disappear when you have your eyes closed
but it doesn't really.
and summer should start and summer should be over
and we're not allowed to open our mouths
because someone screamed a mountain is finding a way to our porcelain noses
and oh, the noises
someone is screaming a mountain is trying to build a life in our minds
and it is strange to think about how we are.
and that we are and where the time goes if it goes, or does it fall?
here is some paintings by the amazing artist Pierre Bonnard (1867 - 1947) and I think they can be good to look at when there's too much dwelling.
more things i can not cry and even when you try
to remember the things you found out when there was someone looking at a childhood
and some sick little loneliness came breathing in your face and your mouth that was a drowning bird, it was breathing still a piece of sky
and no one knows nothing and one knows everything but no one knows you
and you try to wait and see if school will disappear when you have your eyes closed
but it doesn't really.
and summer should start and summer should be over
and we're not allowed to open our mouths
because someone screamed a mountain is finding a way to our porcelain noses
and oh, the noises
someone is screaming a mountain is trying to build a life in our minds
and it is strange to think about how we are.
and that we are and where the time goes if it goes, or does it fall?
here is some paintings by the amazing artist Pierre Bonnard (1867 - 1947) and I think they can be good to look at when there's too much dwelling.