(083) one song

where were you? i froze in the snow just for you with every single dead flower. the subsistent rhythm of one song in my head put me in a straitjacket. that was the end of another life.

i slowly emerge, and with each day that passes, what is left of me begins to thaw. i quickly realize that once feeling is lost, it doesn't come back. you just stay numb. you are there, but in a sense, you no longer are.

(082) the heart of an empty sky with no decision

the face of desperation / the face of shame and unmasked humility

the heart of an empty sky with no decision / indecision, wrapped up in remorse

the sound of silence without change; without difference / placed in liquidation

sooner or later we will end up on the same cloud, and i will fall in love with your imperfections

for in those imperfections alone, i can see why the grass grows and why it dies

and you will see too

indisposable. and they say "the end is nearing."