Текст: Siberry Jane. Map Of The World (part I).

wait
wait
waiting for the lights
to change that I may
move on
move on
wait
wait
waiting for the lights
to change that I may
move on
move on
still
still
the pines that line the road
sigh
say you have
say they have
time
say you have
much more
time
time
time
also marbles in the clearing
that click and break
like toy lightning

on the pallet of the (gods)
and the pines that surround
and make a humming sound
as I fill my sac with glass
and my steps divide the clearing in half
leaving a single strip in time
a single strip in time
weight
weight
it floats nearby
silent --- staring
cold blue
cold eyes
weight
weight
it floats nearby
sad quotations
see-through fingers
I only...
I wanted...
time
further down the line
further down the line