I am green before the rain
He holds electric visions just below the sky
I reach
But the bastard was too good
Strangely bright behind the hot wall
Of your rage
You destroy those sickly visions in the shadows
Before your mother finds out.
Be wary.
Poisonous above the sea,
I create raw splintering gems of freedom
From my very own flesh
That will come
Clouded and hungry
Over the horizon
An unreliable map
Out of whose dream
My darling
Made his way
Not knowing why
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