


there must be something ancient running through my veins
I swear that you did not die when you told me your skin reminds you of something long gone
and did I not tell you I wanted to see Warsaw and Krakow because I think the light lingers in between the buildings
the way it lingers between your eyelids
because the trains would not tell us where they would want us to go to either and seeing that there are sayings that are partial lies we did nothing but vanish into thin air
afterwards I checked for vital signs only to find that I could not measure them with my fingers even if I tried
simply because there was something far more complicated stuck in my eyes
I guess it was the forest and the sea and how bewildering it was to be
only then I realised how much I longed for the sharpness of skin and the way it feels when fingertips slide down spines
only to find the root of another person's body
please let me be your dinosaur, too
never let me sink
always feel at home
always feel at home
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hej. alles, was du sagst, ist wichtig.
ich danke dir.