Lunacy
I’m just walking on the moon.
I look around and see nothing.
I hope that immensity means… joy.
Smoothly, the wind whispers words of love, I can imagine all this love appearing
from the center of this amber landscape.
A desert place, without green shades.
Here I am, sitting in the back seat of this old car, waiting for a little sign of life, but I can’t see it. I think I’m gonna be sad, I think is now.
@ All Sounds
