A visit to the Center of the World
More time
And now
The memory of my awakening
has even left me
and I flounder, beating my
body against
A white page, with a pen,
In a desperate attempt to
Find a place where my memory
returns
More time
And now
The memory of my awakening
has even left me
and I flounder, beating my
body against
A white page, with a pen,
In a desperate attempt to
Find a place where my memory
returns