Sunday 31 March 2013

Subterranean


Underground anger breaks a surface,
sulphuric bubbles bursting into air
with a calming wake, while
background dream crashes a car and wants to fuck you really bad through grief and rage,
different scores settle off target misdirections.
Your written intentions reflect and tear,
journeys of comfort and tears.
A song with someone to touch you just so, to see you.