to cry, virtual friend
but weep not for the gateway
opens to the east
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to cry, virtual friend
but weep not for the gateway
opens to the east
opens to the east
the door of superstitions
and leads to the West
And leads to the West
the North wind howling away
strong and icy cold
strong and icy cold,
black glass covers with a shine
winter highways.
drive safe!
Winter highways
form tartan visuals 'round here
as seen by airplanes
as seen by airplanes
trees sprout in rigid bundles
held in sturdy frames.
Held in sturdy frames
the chickens poked their beaks out
so as to escape
so as to escape
the gilded trammel, the clouds
stirred away just now...
(not just now, but this happened this morning, and left me feeling so special 'cuz i could see it! :D )
stirred away just now
the devilish measles mine
your magical glance
your magical glance
a limpid seeming snare, caught
I shatter the glass.
I shatter the glass
don't come in here without shoes
you could cut your feet
You could cut your feet
your hands your face your body
my words are sharp now
my words are sharp now
and may cut deep into you
if I told the truth
If I told the truth
would you cover your face and
make simple noises?
if I told the truth
My stark self would listen to
silence in my bosom
STUPID ME!
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