chevalier

speak until the dust, settles in the same specific place, light refused to go, drink it from a cast and iron plate, instead of cold milk, was offered unripe, instead of silence, considered craven, nothing made it seem, hidden where the aging soil was pure, pressed against the crease, mountains become fragrant at the source, so can you stand this, exotic angle, i read it somewhere, that they would lie still, i remember how cloth hung, flexing with the forest clung, half waist and high raised arms, kicking at the slightest form, i remember my first love, i remember my first love, un-relied i was called, missing teeth out of favor, nickel beach it was all, gathering by the sundial, i woke hard, i woke heavy, for the half way stop, five whole hours in, when i woke hard, i woke heavy with the live or parts, i remember how cloth hung, flexing with the forest clung, half waist and high raised arms, kicking at the slightest form, i remember my first love, i remember my first love