I entered a lonely R.E.M.
by a river of sunset
when darkness unchained
rose before my eyes
like an army of ants
covering the earth with oily razors,
blinding mothers who searched for their child
but saw nothing but the moon.
The dream unraveled mid-air
like the instant drawing of a thousand arrows
and I woke up at once a thousand mornings
with a thousand bad dreams laid out to dry
by a river of sunset.
by a river of sunset
when darkness unchained
rose before my eyes
like an army of ants
covering the earth with oily razors,
blinding mothers who searched for their child
but saw nothing but the moon.
The dream unraveled mid-air
like the instant drawing of a thousand arrows
and I woke up at once a thousand mornings
with a thousand bad dreams laid out to dry
by a river of sunset.
Lavaca mooed back at "Milito" by Penka Batoewa.
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