I'm not always sure
The world
is
a place for me
But how beautiful it can be
With all its rent of chaos
And fragile stillness
Do you like
my new black dress?
When I'm ready
to get lost
Between the fierce dark hungers
And drunken souls in the midnight streets
Dancing among those
Some would call the bad seats
Hello,
we're sitting to bed
Though it's like a vulture waiting to dig
out a bone
Why would you do this to me?
Dark memories
paint
with cobblestones
Tomorrow I'll go for a walk
In the white winter forest
And whisper secrets to the branches Bowed with shining icicles
Breath will weep Silent trails in the cold
While the afternoon
is waiting to unfold I'm not
the city today
Hello, we're sitting to bed
Though it's like a vulture waiting to dig out a bone
Why would you do this to me?
Dark memories paint with cobblestones