landscapes in the dark
or carving a
huge Min the middle of the lawn
I mean in full moon light
so every time you see it
your lips kiss one another
and you think of spring
the original idea for a season
which having gone too far
must finally come round again
or maybe it mustn’t maybe
there really is an end of spring
maybe eternity is just a second
maybe you could fuck yourself forever
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