tired of alone in a swarmed world if i was to be just fluid and endless all the roads ageless all the journeys timeless bound to the cage-less on some stump made for this green garden of faces
tired of being left away to dust without a fuss without your touch i studied what must have been an eternity of love and loss of lights and darks of full breaths and empty hearts
could we cross the river tidal so slightly and find ourselves amongst ...