Shivering from handshaking
From all your mindtraps
I’m talked through
Be silent to me, be quiet
Please
We are diving into “visa versa”
In a chase for booblegum thoughts
And a cup of tea
With silence for me.
Please
Eyelids are gauzy and shut
Everything tends to amnesia
Make a show of it!
And be silent to me, be quiet
Please
Look! The air is turned inside-out
Roads run to themselves
We have to walk the desert..
The desert of silence. It’s quiet
So far.
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