I saw one withered creature
begging for an extra soul.
After-all he had spent
fixing damaged hearts
I saw one, without hands and yet he managed to play
the only game he ever knew
and so he begged
his life away.
I saw one withered creature
begging for an extra soul.
After-all he had spent
fixing damaged hearts
I saw one, without hands and yet he managed to play
the only game he ever knew
and so he begged
his life away.
Today I saw the rain landings pregnant with drops of love
saturating empty riverbeds
The sky sang
The pinecones swam in the wind
All the while peaty soiled-souls tried to stay alive again.
As a twiny-girl
I said I didn’t need to pray.
Broken tail-lights
all the worlds afraid.
What a sight
to see with no eyes
and talk with handguns
it makes no sense,
and now,
all I do,
talking to the Sun…