UNCONTROLLED
Hence—must I be afraid when all in a sudden you can no longer
hear what the heart sings out of frenzy and gratification? As unexpectedly, it
gone used to beating in nausea—as though nonexistence is your affection, where
once again more than ever, you have rediscovered it to be brutally and
stimulatingly beautiful and blissful.
Then Drab! Then again, in case... hope that you just always has the tendency of being forgetful—happens when what beats in you ever fell jiving into broken chords—then as ever, shall it stay beating constantly irreversible... because if not… I may just lost the only chance.
Then Drab! Then again, in case... hope that you just always has the tendency of being forgetful—happens when what beats in you ever fell jiving into broken chords—then as ever, shall it stay beating constantly irreversible... because if not… I may just lost the only chance.
So if ever the time may face another turning point… and may it
be when all your dreams are all but reached and done. Oh my sweet, oh my
Drab—hope that in every dawn that may ought to come, and must I wake up—please
let be your face that is full of smile shall be kissing my eyes at every
time. Do you get that, Drab? And for this under my chest... this what beats in me, will just be
there no matter what—because this is so much into you alone. This will just stay
here whenever or even you choose to vanish.
