#106 cricket in the afterlife

season after season my veins are full of blue and my soul is ripe my soul is ripe there is an elevator to the top of your flower but the sign says don’t bother where did you go where did you go remember when you were pregnant with the sea but you had to give her up where did you go where did you go there is a cricket in the afterlife whose leggy violin will put us all to sleep where did you go where did you go bhagiti 8.3.07 perrysburg, oh