I m not at home
There's no home for me
There were some thoughts
But I saw them flee
I do not exist
As a human form
When the night is cold
Only feelings warm
And the sunset screams
Inside the plastic bag
While the lake is silent
Ice, its frozen gag
I can smell discord
In the tranquil set
As the light descends
Sensible and wet
I can perceive my words
I don't believe I speak
The heavy mist of smoke
Envelopes all the weak
Baby, feed me mustard
I do not know for what
Fill yourself with meaning
That I haven't got
Understand my passion
Smashed across the wall
It is yours forever
But it's never whole
People stir the sidewalk
The sky, it wants to sleep
Under the purple clouds
Souls groan and weep
We're not granted fullness
One moment, and we're full
Not of the golden roses
But tiny worms and wool
Look, my insides are twisting
Whistling a meaningless song
Rejoice that we're together
And that it won't be for long
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