Chlorophyll in my mind
Chlorophyll in my mind
Precise concrete gardens,
you choke my photosynthesis.
I could be home,
maybe I'm not human anymore,
but I can see down there one way out.
Life blossoming from the ground
like sunflowers kissing the sky.
How can I get back another shape
like a rainbow in the night?
When my mouth is blessed by moon milk
liquid quartz will flow in my blood vessels.
I could be home...
Quickly appearance tainted me,
I need intensity to spread it out.
Appearance, quickly, move away from me.
When I cross the threshold
I will embrace ancient alders,
like a blanket made of red bark.
Anxiety will turn into calm.
Chlorophyll in my mind.
I want to be human again.
I'm ready now,
goodbye precise concrete gardens. Goodbye.
Now my mouth is blessed by moon milk,
liquid quartz flows in my blood vessels.

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