Lunatique

I want to see anything. The crows above are laughing
My echoes know locations of You
My sweetest ghost I’m talking to
I want to go home, please don’t go away
I hear You breathe. I smell your skin
I feel your eyes. Avoiding me
My mother’s life has ended where
My begun. Untimely gray hair
And where is her smile?
It’s fading away. away, away, away
She’s fading away. away, away, away
Because, (when the sun is rising
I am moon. I am moon. I am moon.) x2
You wonder if I have dreams — yes I do. yes I do
Medicine, hurry up!
I want to melt his iris with mine in a natural light
I’m sick of stories, I’m sick of descriptions
Me empiricism is getting thin
I want to use my every sense
To sin…
(What You did last night was inappropriate
Inappropriate, inappropriate) x3
All my dreams and thoughts, my every picture is inappropriate inappropriate
inappro…