| Nothing New
I have nothing new to tell same old colours pulsing in the night-sweat and mornings full of thought nothing as simple as knit one, pearl one i am invited to a masquerade party but I shall go naked enter with screaming and 'see me' tattooed upon the soles of my feet now the elves are peeking out through their pretty frames right next to father time's heartbeat hanging on the wall no second hand shalome � 2005 |