escher poetry — [P] :: 5
i’m tired like the wind
on a sunday afternoon
the desert is dry and dull
a heater on too hot
oh for the sea
the glorious sea
the drowning sea
that’s drowning me
i’m tired like the wind
on a sunday afternoon
the desert is dry and dull
a heater on too hot
oh for the sea
the glorious sea
the drowning sea
that’s drowning me