Predictions Blue fears and loves. Four ice-crystals stick to my tongue, suddenly I can see the future. Longingly forlorn and apathetic predictions weigh like spider silk on moth’s wings--cover the planet spool upon spool. It was the beginning, a new age, a light age... Continue Reading →
Blue Fears and loves Four ice crystals stick to my tongue Suddenly I can see the future It's longingly forlorn and apathetic Predictions weigh--spider silk On moth's wings Try to cover the planet spool upon spool It's the beginning, new... Continue Reading →
Here to follow Follow you into the lands Lands of Elysian Fields Fields that flow forever Forever breaking your focus Focus on your breath and light Light the way though the unknown Unknown future
