child i have outgrown you even night times when i go to sleep
before my eyes die i remember the dreams i forgot
all threaded and a necklace made of mind
sparkling and lighting my way through the onyx dark
as i stub my toes on that path but the bloody trail shines on
and gretel's crumbs are poison but i eat i eat perhaps they
lead you here even if i do not find my way finding my way
i have outgrown you you need not stay
seasofme10.08.15parallaxis
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Poetrymy personal favourites in one book. these all come from older collections. hardly any of the media belong to me
