One who walks without fear walks this road.
But she walks over cracks and bugs losing her path loving being lost
Bounding over streams not noticing where she's headed
Not noticing what she'd been building while she was sleeping...
Errected! from no where it seemed a fortrice of fear built around her where she could see no in or out
This building she thought while wondering was beautiful now her prison and she the prisoner but in the distance she sees it...
The red road only a hint, a subtle wink in the distance in her desolate view....
As she's been searching for it and had almost lost faith...
But now she runs thru her fortrice, dances th
Write me a thousand letters
I just wanted you to try
Draw me a thousand roses
Maybe they'll stop the crying
Kiss me under an elm tree
Like we used to
Lie down with me
No no its not true!
You feel so warm next to me
I don't want to fight
Lets just be
You're holding on so tight honey
We can heal one another
You're beginning to scare me
Yes, yes you're my only lover
Honey please I can't breathe...
Come come
Come save me!
I need your help don't you see?
Oh you look so tasty
Come!
Let's not be too hasty
Oh oh... you look so tasty
Oh please please someone please save me!
My hearts hurting
My bodies aching
And I need someone to come and save me!
Oh please please come satiate me...
My bodies lifted!
Oh I've been gifted!
Thank you for saving me...
Oh! oh! anyone can anyone please come and save me...
I wish you could love me.
But is it me?
What is us anymore?
An unseen feeling...
Im confused and swimming but I can't tell if I'm swimming towards shore or out to sea.
I wish you could see me...
Just to be able to tell me that it is me.
That it's always been me...
But that could never be...
For those who see me never again want to be near me.
Hahahaha Its cold down here under the sea, why don't you come and see?
One who walks without fear walks this road.
But she walks over cracks and bugs losing her path loving being lost
Bounding over streams not noticing where she's headed
Not noticing what she'd been building while she was sleeping...
Errected! from no where it seemed a fortrice of fear built around her where she could see no in or out
This building she thought while wondering was beautiful now her prison and she the prisoner but in the distance she sees it...
The red road only a hint, a subtle wink in the distance in her desolate view....
As she's been searching for it and had almost lost faith...
But now she runs thru her fortrice, dances th
Write me a thousand letters
I just wanted you to try
Draw me a thousand roses
Maybe they'll stop the crying
Kiss me under an elm tree
Like we used to
Lie down with me
No no its not true!
You feel so warm next to me
I don't want to fight
Lets just be
You're holding on so tight honey
We can heal one another
You're beginning to scare me
Yes, yes you're my only lover
Honey please I can't breathe...
Come come
Come save me!
I need your help don't you see?
Oh you look so tasty
Come!
Let's not be too hasty
Oh oh... you look so tasty
Oh please please someone please save me!
My hearts hurting
My bodies aching
And I need someone to come and save me!
Oh please please come satiate me...
My bodies lifted!
Oh I've been gifted!
Thank you for saving me...
Oh! oh! anyone can anyone please come and save me...
I wish you could love me.
But is it me?
What is us anymore?
An unseen feeling...
Im confused and swimming but I can't tell if I'm swimming towards shore or out to sea.
I wish you could see me...
Just to be able to tell me that it is me.
That it's always been me...
But that could never be...
For those who see me never again want to be near me.
Hahahaha Its cold down here under the sea, why don't you come and see?
The verandah buddha beckons. Together we will drink tea and find shapes in clouds. We will ride the river ferries and fill notebooks whilst walking through art galleries. We will tell the moon poetry, and the moon always seems to smile, well maybe not, ah that moon, always in flux. They want hundreds of words, but I’m finding I am again holding the zen pen these days. This is the holiday of my future. But what of the holiday of now?
so I brew tea
and ask clouds
of their future selves