the invitation

The way the world leans its curve its axis My satellite brain I sent into orbit The tomb, the millstone, my body left folded My time in the sun before exploded Stones I cut from mountains Mountains cut from the ice The pain that I inflicted the harm that I invite X2 The hardest part of ownership is How to possess and appreciate balance It’s tasteful to let some time pass Finger bruises where we were grabbed I’ll help you move in Stones I cut from mountains Mountains cut from the ice The pain that I inflicted the harm that I invite Stones I cut from mountains Mountains cut from the ice My arms I left extended The harm that they invite Stones cut from mountains Mountains cut from the ice The pain that I inflicted The hate that I invite