Now, have you seen?
The black mane of a dark horse
As it slithers and kiss the marble
Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an
On a starry night whispers its oat

We’d hope to say what they meant
As we have seen them come and go
Sprouting the heart of the lonely
Cruising the bell and towing the l
They’ve pour their wisdom, fears,

if you don’t want to do anything
but reading, read loud
if you don’t want to read and
maybe all you want is to eat,
eat now,

Atleast I
Have love
For something
That is not
secured

Play me a love music
Shut all the blinds
And I will write the world for yo

glazing mortar, maze in order,
the rate of those reluctant
covers the least occupant,
laziness takes over the other work
but with your might and focus,

I cry blood
I cry a very dark red blood
I cry
I cry to read along the lines
I Cry a meaningless tear sometime

For death will applaud to us and w
To thee not death.

Give me
A guitar
With
No strings,
Mouth me

From a writer
To a
Reader and
From a reader
To a