You know - like , I'm in trouble again found ,
I take it failed .
Do you hear - song fills me like water,
Through the railing fishnet body.
Any - any wing of the harp , harp of the wing ,
Song pulls nights joints.
It is salty , like blood, and heat
And I will not leave alone .
No rest for the day , I do not sleep at night, I
Turn into a wild garden ,
Where the veins so the spine
Sweeps song , grapes,
Yarn pulls moth .
Green my days , my nights are white and
Smells sweet poison herbs ,
And yes veins spine
Sweeps song , grapes,
Yarn pulls moth .
She wakes up in the arms of strangers,
Pretends to be me without shame ;
It will come off and fly , but to live,
Take my soul with him .
No rest for the day , I do not sleep at night, I
Turn into a wild garden ,
Where the veins so the spine
Sweeps song - grapes .
Green my days , my nights are white and
Smells sweet poison herbs ,
And yes veins spine
Sweeps song , grapes,
Yarn pulls moth .
( c) Helavisa February 19, 2007
