(no subject)
sister sense send salvation
sweet starvation starts now.
flowing from forests first
finding fierce fountains, of design.
not content, or intent, on what you meant
sitting on a rock at the brim of the world.
Makes me want to provoke an invocation...
from a million miles away,
stirring the coals, so that I can say.
I believed, back in the day that
it all mattered, even though
it didn't. Lost deaf dumb blind forgotten
first forlorn feeble feast fine
find fire frost fist fear finally
fight fraught felt fit finish
it must be these words, that i diminish.
sweet starvation starts now.
flowing from forests first
finding fierce fountains, of design.
not content, or intent, on what you meant
sitting on a rock at the brim of the world.
Makes me want to provoke an invocation...
from a million miles away,
stirring the coals, so that I can say.
I believed, back in the day that
it all mattered, even though
it didn't. Lost deaf dumb blind forgotten
first forlorn feeble feast fine
find fire frost fist fear finally
fight fraught felt fit finish
it must be these words, that i diminish.