Nilla Waif

Jul 15

A while….

So much music and SO MUCH MUSIC. I am ecstatic and free and stupid and chic and ridiculous in every sort of way. No one knows me and no one knows me, but he, oh he. Come make the light shine brighter, make the grass grow longer over our toes and walk along. So much feeling and SO MUCH FEELING. You are there and nothing more but that’s all I need. You are there and there you are. In you, in you I am safe and ensconced in the magnitude of this FEELING. A scream to scream I scream this phrase: ALL THINGS CHANGE AND WE CHANGE WITH THEM. There are words, so many words, they are gone, so gone. Touch replaces them and it’s all I need and you are there, and there you are. Tap, tap. Hello. In a blanket in the dark the future is there and you are there, and there you are. And and and and and. It continues and the ebb is yet to come and there is dread, but only just. Stroke the stroke of countless loves, across the cheek so lightly, so slightly across your cheek. A cure for this madness, I hope not.