the chrysalis
broken drought
silent rebellion
ghosts of the living
atom to the planet
girl called novella
superhumane


f'ever

i wake up
by myself
the fan spins the heat
there’s no-one else
it’s taken so long
to get to this
now i’m free
without bliss

yes, i love you
‘though i am
not in love
with you...

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i breathe clear
the fever’s cool
the fire’s out
and the river rules

my heart was black ‘cause i made you my sun
when you burned cold there was nowhere to run
so i covered myself with earth to save my skin
then this seed, my heart, had this feeling within

i rise up
a sapling from ash
there’s colour all around
and the desire to splash
the nectar tongue
of someone new
as i feel this
i see you

yes, i love you
‘though i am
not in love

had a dream i was stung by swarming bees
licking honey in the hive of our memory tree
i pulled your stings from my swollen skin
for the healing to come it had to come
from within to begin
for my love
to begin

i wake up
by myself
the fan spins the heat
there’s no-one else

there’s no-one else




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