The Wanderer
Kid A
bruised sky
torment
egg shell
clouds
sun yolk
drips
blood vessel
street
and you
lichen
me to
ice
sun set beneath the curving arc
of the earth's shoulder, like
losing ones head, the night
motions upon ever dark space
as the last kiss, of orange and red
shudder onward to whimsical chic
bones smattering ghost-like souls
skeletons on the lake water,
rivers of porcelain myth disperse
the moby flips of your stomach
frothy breath of ocean air
creeping patiently in, beside you
stepford, miss step for...
things in the half life
sea you to your chamber
maids wash in the cutting
shark knife of half moon
heartbeat
and the rebirth
of stars
torment
egg shell
clouds
sun yolk
drips
blood vessel
street
and you
lichen
me to
ice
sun set beneath the curving arc
of the earth's shoulder, like
losing ones head, the night
motions upon ever dark space
as the last kiss, of orange and red
shudder onward to whimsical chic
bones smattering ghost-like souls
skeletons on the lake water,
rivers of porcelain myth disperse
the moby flips of your stomach
frothy breath of ocean air
creeping patiently in, beside you
stepford, miss step for...
things in the half life
sea you to your chamber
maids wash in the cutting
shark knife of half moon
heartbeat
and the rebirth
of stars
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