i realize the face of your
children
this adobe is a house
and that thing you’re on
is a train
i am only passing through
i’m a stranger now and i
have cities that are sorry
i give everything back to u
the door is in half
and i know cities
like a toddler
u broke the train and i’m on my way
i want to go like a human; i go away
to forget
i go through the snow in a train
everyone will be without
i forgot to turn off your hair
u go through my purse
u go like an egg
i have a back pass
i know a girl partially
u will go and be
strange
my baby laughs and the toddler falls
and there is the house and the suitcase
and all i leave is strange but i will, i will
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