I feel nothing,
my veins are thickened
beams of starlight
and waiting for the truth.
In the stillness of
stars and salt,
I live in a kind of envy
for another life
I can see from
where I stand.
The gods
continue to sleep
like marble.
I feel nothing,
my veins are thickened
beams of starlight
and waiting for the truth.
In the stillness of
stars and salt,
I live in a kind of envy
for another life
I can see from
where I stand.
The gods
continue to sleep
like marble.