The days I want to
stick this soul
Deep in between where
droplets of rain
Go into the rivers that flow
[Cry]
I remember there is patience
And I must wear my patience
More patiently
Let my yearning fold into a
peaceful slumber
That rests for now just like
peace on the ocean floor
[Wait]
I wait for it to numb.
I wait for it all to go.
[Sleep]
Last Seven Poems :
- You are Full
- This is an empty house
- Season
- S T O P
- Same Yet Different
- How Often?
- Over
- Make Your Life Be your Art