what happens when we lose the light
better a spill, then a slow leak
you can call it hope
or a memory
or even the promise of one more time
I call it: what I had
before I became distracted by the regularities of life
what happens when we lose the light
better a spill, then a slow leak
you can call it hope
or a memory
or even the promise of one more time
I call it: what I had
before I became distracted by the regularities of life