I am out of sight!
Out of mind? Or is it lost? I cried?
mostly...
I might be invisible!
vibrational unobtainable? Blow brainable?
ghastly unpertainable
(and I can hear just em say:)
The girl was never there It's always the same I'm running towards nothingAgain and again and again and again...
but I was there and I Am here
cometh hither eyes no fear
yearning for spacious shelteredness
I profess
to long for uncontrolled falling apart
come undone, sprawl my heart
no seas cortés
(cut the fuckin forstalling!)
all I need to figure out now
is how
to pull my feet up
without falling
I.A.m
A sprinkle of The Cure
Visual art: George Redhawk
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