On the Monotonous and Sedentary
On the Monotonous and Sedentary
flesh crackles
and crumples on the bed
like the bee’s broken song
waiting for a dream
where skylarks announce
a new voyage
I’d say goodbye to dry plains
and humid twilights-
the last petal of the last rose
to feel spring blossom once again
and crumples on the bed
like the bee’s broken song
waiting for a dream
where skylarks announce
a new voyage
I’d say goodbye to dry plains
and humid twilights-
the last petal of the last rose
to feel spring blossom once again
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