The World it Softly Lulls


Rarity glistened sharp
The memory of silver tooth bark bathed
Led light history
Fractured into pieces
And outside storm forks a snake tongue and
Curls through my finger tips warm rouge
Streak ribbons around my skull
The world it softly lulls
The world it softly lulls
The world it softly lulls
The world it softly lulls

Hiatus Kaiyote


 

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