negativeZero's blog: "Orderly "

                                                         Flesh 

Walk with me Through fairytales. In streets of melted fleshTrees all in a row, perfect. Singing songs of lost times. Praying to a forgotten God. Cotton fields with sunburned backs. Walk with me, dear friend or be lost In the eyes of the blind.  We are all the canes of the old Let me guide you, through dreams