Still remember the spring air, frost melt
No one left from then around now, oh well
Extended Ohio family trips, no one with, no one missed
Writing then as now, just to disappear later, how
Teacher said this work leaves you hated and alone
All the same to me, fated to die at home, no one knows
Where the spirit inspiration came from, goes
The soft haunting melody of love, Forest invitation above
Every love I’ve ever swooned leaves with good reason
Entire lifetimes in a song, lineage in a day, aeons seasons
Still remember those suicidal soliloquy silent nights
Always a blade nearby to slit trip visit black light
The railroad tracks trip, broken glass in hand ready drip
A soft stop and pause, sunlight gauze, warmth no one’s maw
Even those of male faith abandoned, left, bereft no Kannon
Just their absence glowing Grand Canyon
Easiest person you’ve met to roast and joke about
I could do it better, shadow of golden thread run your mouth
When you perish look into darkness and you’ll see what I’m about
Barely enough love sustain this corpse, voice gone hoarse mom
Every word a seed a waste a bless, listen close take your guess
Wisdom beyond age, socioeconomic, epigeneticist flow
Only hang out if you wanna know where Jung and Ancestors co.,
Where we truly come from, where we long to go
That golden road glow beyond come and go, yes and no
Watch
As our civilization dies in our eyes like our parents
Future to you, to me ever apparent.
Thank you.
