Benoit Pioulard Rto
[I love you] Oh beneath the throne of God Subtle sighs singe a silent sky Through which drifts a post-full hazen moon Into clouds of our own creation Oh darling I can't leave this room So save your breath & desire Set my house on fire Our avenues are crumbled in aftershocks & rumbles Sun seems to come from behind the altar We swim in fearsome waters trying to drown each other Ceding to a connection that's bound to falter A sense of right is humbled, apologies are mumbled This seems completely unfamiliar I made a scale model of the inner planets I couldn't find a home in particular [I loved you]
