Where's Saturn gravitating toward, sleeping at last?
In the vast infinite, grasp the star-lighting-heart,
Tearing my skin apart, raw skin, crutches to lean
While left alone to fight, bleeding I fear
I understand more than I seem, field mines
Are set, I'm blind and handicapped, drugged
On lorazepam, cut the spam of voices around.
Travels and concerts, photos, movies and all
Bring your machine gun, I'm yours to shoot .
Ignore the trenches, they keep showing their faces
I recognize none, few seem to see, deeper than thee
Light me on fire and send me to the sea
Let the rain sizzle while the water tension breaks
..... T o be ...continued..
How do you wash your regrets?
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