from the window I cannot see
you tell of the river running through the city
and here?
pixilated
a
square moon
reminds me of voices
and interesting books
of a rose colored spider's skin
red eyes
worms
a soft
white rabbit
tell me why
some are asleep while
others
are awake
under a square moon
a river
you tell of the river running through the city
and here?
pixilated
a
square moon
reminds me of voices
and interesting books
of a rose colored spider's skin
red eyes
worms
a soft
white rabbit
tell me why
some are asleep while
others
are awake
under a square moon
a river