This was life
This was something other

We were Adam and Eves, naming each other
Mapping the world into being
Whipped into being
We did not live apart

And on the thirthieth day like so many lost lambs
We knew each other biblically
Gathered to the sky beholding
The total eclipse of our heart

Poste restante

See I know my destination
But I'm just not there
in the streets
Walking with patience
For faraway homes and I know my destination
But I'm just not there
on my knees

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Go North

Tremble, toute au désir d'ailleurs.

Mary, carry your babe
Bound up tight like lips around a whisper


Freedom hangs like heaven over everyone.

The first keys that start playing bring me back to a period of impossibly high freedom and happiness. Brightful clearcut clarity colors in HD minds. Life wasn't better then; and no worse now, just dimmer.

At this point

I must evolve

I still want to scream the pain out, when I pass those places, those gates, open wide and vomit out the years.

Time changes the name of the Beast.

Faster, pussycat.

You run along, now.
I'm right behind you.