Paradise
This is a modal window.
in the twilight zone
the alarm-cry cries
joined by the condenser
of the refrigerator freezer
the sorrow of your lights is great
hungry for bread and milk
all you truly need
just a gentle hand
so that your sides tremble under it
the dance of the reed
the grip of the fist
a note in a diary
i tickle for sure
giblets rumble
breathe me in quickly
and no matter what happens
don’t let paradise slip
you are nature
weakbloodlust
you are my splinter, but i want to cuddle so much
i long to live
we are beneath the very roof
i know we’re polar opposite
keep your eyes quiet
better above the clouds
in a few steps
drink my wine
I’ll bring unleavened bread
what a wonder this strain of toxoplasma is
you are in the bathroom, i am enthusiastic
i don’t need an ad, I’m already in
i have sinned, you are my leprosy
you are osmosis
feeling the cosmos
though nothing is simple
chronos is hungry
in the twilight zone
the alarm-cry is crying
joined by the filters
of the reservoir’s unit
like a light in the night
a murmuring stream
feet on the chest
make a leap, then retreat
we are melting the wax
to seal the deal
to live, or merely exist
Skomorohi, 24.11.2024