Snow in Spring (Tomorrow):
Everything’s changing rapidly
I don’t know what’s going to be left of me
Seasons come and go now, I can’t tell the 4 apart
Snow in spring, blooms in the fall
Summer and Winter are lovers after all
Mama told me hold on
One day Persephone hates him
Then she loves Hades again
That is the sense of things
Why don’t you learn Greek?
The code of the sheets, when your on Earth you can roam free
But down there watch your lips and your feet
I can kiss him all day and kill him tomorrow
He may be here now but far off tomorrow
We can make love in the moment yet destroy ourselves tomorrow
Ebb and Flow.
Poetry Over Anxiety
Suede and Sunshade 