u r pix on my screen
u r memes in my screed
fortune smirks
ninjas on a
white sand beach
late at night moving
along the edges
of light
and
the dark of the moon
can we live like this
do you know
has it been done
where do we start?
canvas cut from a sail
thick twisted hawser
smoking 'gainst a capstan
it's the big one
this time and this place
this space is
steady state now
loops of strings
it huts
im sorry
ur lookin thru my tearS
at a world i thought i
know
and isohw
she made the pain go away
let us be u freaks i am u
all as it may yet come to
