I am abrupt
I plead the God to be as tree,
I plead the God to be the figure in the rye,
I plead the God to be despair in my cry.
And if the God is yearning for the tooth,
I am abrupt...
I am abrupt...
I am abrupt in music of his truth.
His truth...
His truth...
Severe, clumsy, elated...
27 June 2014
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