A CALLBACK
[ Home ]I know how pure it feels, when
all mere feelings you've got
is merely pureness itself
and as well I know, what
the feeling of lust
feels like. How
lustfull it is
when you lost oneself.
It is invariable we'd have mistaken
our fear of loneliness
for the desire for love; while
the goddess of ineffability
tapping at your door, answer——
how toughly
you love yourself. Answer those
speakers, those
discussers and those
crowds; those
great creators, livings
( hunters ), with their works labelled:
' the Complete Works of '.
I merely love the tones they make
when they fail.
If life is about timing, then what timing is about