stray tears
stalk the tree of your involuntary lies

their solitude smells somewhat saint
disregarding cars’ sensory deprivation
due to watching your back

…and the guilt of this unsaddled romance
murmurs mantras
of that mass message type
(how dare you challenge nature
robbing clouds of their fur
+especially female nimbuses+ )

riding the horse of illusions
with my infallible glass armor on
and falling every other step,,,


we could still supply Aphrodite with
a drop of human DNA
waking up to pretend the blush on sky’s window pane
is merely a coincidence



but since sometimes we aren’t even the keyboard to this universe
(i ain’t such thing,
wanna bet your da mouse though)


but since i apologized,
since stray tears,
since … )no( @ ? (question_mark) dotcom


you walk
and my stumbles pretend to coherently follow your voice, r.A.i.N