Some autumn morning. Some drops of water to reach the earth.
And there was I. Enraptured, bewildered evermore.
utterances that never caught ears.
At tedious lenght utopias grow - still.
And for-ever acquiring forms not of health, as spoken
Tumors my corruption take heed hasten away as you wish.
Let me hallucinate. All madness centered
- to this
utopia, this mortal magnificence.
Could nothing but rejoice the
Fall together with the voices and shades it brings us.
wept thunder and the rain caressed me, cried velvet tears.
A thought arise, a world collapse. SIMPLE as that.