Bla, bla, bla.

Today the tears will swim into the sea
I won’t go anywhere,
My cares will be in the drops
They will take up the space
Into Harmony
Fallen into pieces
To the living.

Where have they?
With the longing fallen into the wind
Where do they fall to?
What becomes of them?
Now that they are gone.

The trail goes into the forest
Into the darkness
To where life
Leaps out like a tiger
And awakens you.

Lovely she is
So very pretty
I feel her next to me
Her vagina
Singing a strange song.
Fears are to be had
It is fine to be terrified
Too leap out of your skin
And begin
To recover.

Loving is not all we do
It is something though
For the while
That passes
That reaches
Into the depths.

Your ways are a part of it
The whole
Only a fraction
It is really nothing.

To break a piece of bread
The sound is sweet
With sweet butter
And jam.