spark on my cheeks
burning lost hearts
in a midnight of australian fortune of wasted humour

i adore sunlight as much as complete darkness

raw nuts
sharp spikes of lonely rivers
stick to my eyes to rip the vision out and throw it into railtrails of bizzare

i want to drink raw nuts
through playing pools and invisioning astral daylight

till the darkness pours pain
onto skin of lucid verse

i am a sculpture of stolen feelings
my clothes belongs to smell of cats
and in my mouth only
tears left

i want to drink raw nuts!!!