Femme Mirage

Legendary Pink Dots

I rise from sleep, as a ray strokes my shoulder. Wishing to walk unveiled

To the world - my flesh on view. These things stand in our way - the cold

Of the earth, the state of our minds. Tnd the camouflage. the sticky

Threads that communicate the meaningless in a thousand different ways. My

Voice shuns your honey words on hour glass shapes. On the fragile, unreal,

Objects of desire. Nhe words don't flow, neither the feelings. no more ink

On wood to betray my thoughts. Just this - a cry on the dark side.

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