this introspection has been entertaining ciao my love
Tag: senryu
autumn evening does your voice rage at the world
the machine prompts and the flesh answers with naivety
words will be words you can start by eating your bombs
spiralling as we question the worth of this flesh
a coin or more for the disowned dreams on the sidewalk
in the quantum sense it is impossible to be still
every point of significance in spacetime referenced to each drop of rain
what the flesh dreams the reality becomes
all roads lead to the eternal drizzle