Forever is not a thing
A place, or a score
There are no stares in the quiver
Forget again
If you can
The farther shore
It won’t make any difference
To be forgotten in a sea wave
Of souls
In hope
Saying
Remember me?
I spit butterfly wings in play songs
To get a bite of you, ghost of time
Before I realized
You are too real to be true
To do anything but what I want you to
I am a cliff of tenebrious skull-being
Blistered from screws
Sprang from a circle
Of would-be existence
The music of life invites me along
Like the lure on the water, twitching
I really would like to bite it
But I need to get some facts first
And I am too lazy
Ah fuck it
Go for it!
You don’t know unless you’ve tried!
Baby onboard
The rest is implied
