Waldens Rise (Traumnoville / 2012 / self-released)

I'm brushed by a mare
In here, over there
It's sucking on the thin air
Swallowing the glow
Of opening eyes
As purplish skies become
Embedded in the sunrise, stuck
In the window

As I open again
Make way as I open again

Solar panels absorbing the rays
The black plastic is a cover that lays on this
Warm meat
I really wanna kiss the asphalt
My fingertips
Dancing sunny-side up
On the warm street
What am I what am I what am I
White limousine
Galloping away from a long night
Spilled milk, tumbling again
And the circle keeps
Spiraling

Deep
Deep
Into the dark

What am I?
What am I?
What am I?