the dreams we choose to live just another trouble of mass subversion
Tag: Singapore
insinuate this bag of skin enough and the rest will fall in place
taking out the trash at the final hour comes death
between words in the pauses laying the bricks of reality
hard breaths of fresh air until the summer fog fades
root our art in rebellion and rage summer we take back control
safe enough to fall and yet grim enough to stay
this summer night can no longer bear the weight our sighs
in the dark we sit and unearth the depths of our frailties
as shadows do after dark warm limbs writhe with renewed passion
