
Confused reflection
answers lost in memory
turn off the bright light

Confused reflection
answers lost in memory
turn off the bright light

You hit a ceiling
it turns out to be the floor
confusions do rhyme

I forgot something
because I threw it away
landing upside down

From closing my eyes
dark forests appear to me
a crownless darkness

A red wall black line
divided unequal parts
decide you are on

I love tall windows
they are raising the ceiling
a kite catches me

In a bright grey world
happiness is now for sale
deflating balloons

I am hanging here
but not by a thread it seems
a wishful hanging?

I do have no end
but you can let me go
for I am rusty

The storm pushes back
it feels out of rage to me
but I am cut off

Sculpting myself
and remember all the time
I did close my eyes

Do I want to see
faces in confused patterns
let us just sing more

So many windows
I can see spring arriving
but I don't smell it

I want to put my closed windows down
flat on the floor
and get my opportunity
through my own weight
and not by force

I breathe out
and with it my thoughts
it says everything
but also nothing
and no one hears it
not even my echo
I feel like a flower in bloom
ripped off its stem
its purpose still
to see

The wall disappears
like a wave's crest falls
out of sight
and you enjoy the view
You're about to see
following
in anticipation