A far world
at my side
Farther
than the sun
in the morning light
You still sleep
in symbolic majesty
I spread myself
over your presence
Stretching out
Towards some unknown end
Random syllables of sanity from my subterranean barometric life
A far world
at my side
Farther
than the sun
in the morning light
You still sleep
in symbolic majesty
I spread myself
over your presence
Stretching out
Towards some unknown end