Winter
Quelle: Spotify
There's no longer fear to be undone,
on a pedestal that is pure white still.
Three o-clock aporia and pills.
Only swollen hearts feel a low (feel a low).
Violence in a mother left behind, getting cold.
Monolithic firing squad in black.
Meanwhile winters surely coming.
Hemlock to a dreamless sleep.
Lay your hands down on me,
and feel a null duality.
My body clamors sacred,
despite all seasons empty.
No reason in blank matter
to choose chaos or...
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