Mew
from Silvio Vinci Hosted by Silvio Vinci
MEW Neon spiders on the ceiling, drinking shadows from the moon, there’s a radio inside me playing something out of tune. Mew, mew — call my name, through the glass and through the rain. Mew, mew — disappear, I can taste you in the air. Purple horses cross the hallway, someone whispers from the wall. I keep falling through the carpet — but I never seem to fall. Mew, mew — call my name, nothing ever stays the same. Mew, mew — close your eyes… we’ll be gone before sunrise.
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