I would like someone
If I could have a chance
He thinks in his
Little espace-temps
His eyelids are heavy
But he needs a new drink
Something distilled from the mountain dew
So strong it evaporates around each taste bud
So pure it encapsulates him in unspoilt white
And in unsoiled white I don my halo
Charity, love burgeon and blossom
And hug at my heart
I have wings; my heart too and beats them
Till it lifts me up my head lolled and my limbs flaccid
Dangle from me and you will be saved
I will arrowhead my thin buzzing cord
Ever humming to the heaven
And when I sense the clouds hang ether under me
I crystallise and all time with me until my soul stops thinking.


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