Oratorio in grey scrolls patiently from the top A strip of iron peeled out of a thread Discrete assimilation fouls me like the house of usher A pet in your goldfish bowl but for you i only float dead Feel visible matter Feel invisible matter There is death in everything We are connected without reason at all You have your way with me like a lover But i spite you because i just want the end of the world Oratorio in grey scrolls patiently till it stops
oratorio, scroll, patiently, grey, discrete