and it's funny how the sun can drip its liquid so fucking fast.
faster than the speed of light
its droplets fall unto me
sinks into my scalp
hair growing longer, the sun is nutrition
its funny how the anguish of elevators being pulled up and down by limbs of trees, seem to never speak their mind.
because their attatched to wires.
and who ever is inside, cannot see the liquid falling.
falling faster than the speed of light.
About Me.
- Emma Cherry
- In a yellow sumbarine, Liechtenstein
- We must blend into the choir Sing as static with the whole. We must memorize nine numbers and Deny we have a soul. And in this endless race for property and Privilege to be won. We must run, we must run, we must run.
