(no subject)
and I stole the earth’s foundation for my father, that’s the river
and the rocks they were for hopscotch and the building of great walls
that we built in mute accord with the slender promises of a sky
lit only by a thousand metal wind chimes, glowing embers, hot to touch,
every exhalation is a new world’s ending, mine ends by the river and it’s frequent sighs
and the rocks they were for hopscotch and the building of great walls
that we built in mute accord with the slender promises of a sky
lit only by a thousand metal wind chimes, glowing embers, hot to touch,
every exhalation is a new world’s ending, mine ends by the river and it’s frequent sighs