It starts out like a season in reverse
A way to set your mind above and over words
Attached means identity
Erases things so how can we record?
Distress call code-word is I wanna live
He makes it up as it goes, it goes away
To places he can only hide in other peoples’ minds
He makes it up as it goes
It goes away
Your rational mind’s insane
Taste the sound you make
It’s the story that never gets sold
When the light from the sun, it is your mother.
One response to “★”
I love when authors incorporate poetry segments into their work … it’s a really nice way of conveying some complex imagery. So beautiful!