Poems from Onix
They're like a whirlpool. My thoughts. My life. My memories. My actions. I'm probably spiralling. But in a tortuously slow way. It's like I...
The sweetness of the strawberries deeply contrast the longing I have for something that will be flushed down
down...
Ideally that's what I would be
Bones
Just bones
Lonley sobbing pile of bones
Only kept alive by the occasional glance from the sun
I wish I could pluck you like a flower,
And carry you around all day.
Keeping you in my pocket,
Safe from everyone else.
I wish I could...
What if the world was inverse?
What if it rained sundrops and shone rainlight?
What if we walked on the sky and jumped into the ground?...