I crawled on quiet street
The sun is like a black piano moored in the sky
Put out every hair
Dew a red teeth
And burning desire
I am in carastly expose the wound
And let the heart cool at this moment
Handshake with a insect
We are bound to be high roof
Expand a variety of foraging actions
And I took the heavy fruit to my home.
Digest them
The night is covered around
I stretched the shake of the tremble
Beat the belly
Window from branch zero
Floating into a soft moonlight
