Ulla

When you see a falling star, does it make you uneasy, knowing it’s not that far, between children and dogs, act out as you please, in a warm hazy fog, dream of ships on Mars, coasting waves tranquilly, runners always bear scars, is that what you want, displace gentle filigree put firewater in my font, blaze your stuff in parts, as your desires increase, keep me in a jar, what the hell's going on, do you need a bended knee, dazed behind a curtain, I'm like someone on a cart, just in fron the country, scraping bits off the tar, your sense of ease ?