Silver dust split moon
Bronze bust quilt spoon

We come from
Water
Or we start from fire


Et puis on recommence le lendemain avec seulement là règle qu'aujourd'hui

I glisten your silk woven skin
with the my lips
As I watch him annihilates into a swarm of specks as
he watches me disappear
Stranger pests reappear
As he twists with his ear

Palm on my pinky finger
The fog fills the space with stinger
between our brass stars linger
An offer to eternal hell
how couldn't l Accept it well ?
Joseph is collecting clues to a catastrophe
I guess it's an atrophy
the hermit tore the strings of a
violin
A serenade full of siren

"Pourquoi tu vis"

It's June I'm tired of being brave I don't want to be brave

I'm scared all the time all you know is that
Aerium Marinus it's contagious my thoughts as black as peste
Pry for me ayez pitié de moi
Maria Santa Cruz sauvez moi de moi même
This light will never come in
I want to die I really want to fade into nothingness
I'm storing what I ignore restored when it's less needed
As  they swing like my Grandpa pendulum clock .
Will some day I'd be able to rebecome decisive ?

I  only become woman during night when I muffle all the tears by myself when I don't pray for an entity
Where I beg myself to continue as I sleep an image emerges .....