Mismatched & Contradictory

Her wounds came from

The same source as her power (as her flower)

The thought of you

Feels like jumping into a sea of ice cold water

I've had my thoughts written on ice

So I could fight — I put my thoughts on ice

I am — the sprawling time

Mismatched — and contradictory

Of a changing light

And my vision stops!

From the house I can see vaguely

Who prepares dusk — desire squires their face

Foreboded land is dust — from dust till dawn

In the depths

Under the mask where the safety stays

If you forget! Noises turn to another war

Like it's even at last!

The sun — gets to the skin

And where the sea swallows it all —

She will wipe away my sorrows and my sins

From the house I can see vaguely

Who prepares dusk — desire squires their face

Foreboded land is dust — from dust till dawn

In the depths

Under the mask where the safety stays

If you forget! Noises turn to another war