To Aid An_ Cage
2001-11-29 - 6:40 p.m.
unaware(lost)
slowly and so smoothly and softly like plush velvet or suade or a feather crisscrossed down the neck and back of pure nervousness and tension freeing and emotion like liquid becoming air and never solid only sweet like sugar in a dark brood or mood that sweetly turns lighter and so much more brighter in tint or shade or colour but unknowing of now or later only then I slip deeper in sticky and am pulled down to bleak and bland until we know not I only you.not too sure.
PEACE - Tristan
before || after
