Stoa is bust
Bust is broken
Mother Mary says no
Agi Sofia upon descent
Wonder our future
Do our days matter
Or are they nothing
Nothing is time.
Circus is joy
But fear and noise
Color in light
And dark
One in the other
Too much is enough
Goodbye.
Running through the woods
Looking for Sofia
A big foot or an orangutan
The casino keeps me company
Let me drink because there is no sand
She slips through the slits
When his hair is nice
I bathe it in ash
We wither away
Into the universal decline of speechlessness and piety.
Wisdom that is what you are
Apparently
What do you say to you?
To wisdom?
Except
Teach me
Or
Shut up.
Wound 'round western painted streets
stone bridges painted with morning light
Ivy climbing up the stumps of life
Preying on the sphere of life
In the water of the fount
Comes a splash of invigorating faith.
Hanging from the jungle gym
As if I were a baboon
The scent of lilies thick in the spring night air
The light of the moon casts a shadow over your face
And it reminds me of Sofia
You are an angel to me and the memory of you
Is like a noose around my neck.
Is this real life?
I could only imagine that you would be true
I adore you
You make my heart jump a thousand beats
My stomach aches every time I hear your name
Sophia Sophia I love you Sophia
You are my world wide web
Please be mine.
