Not a soul knows the barrier between scylla and charybdis of wish bones and heart's unsatisfied need,
Not the birds on the morning duty who sing a different tune from the one I composed,
Not the lustful cruel cackling demons of my scared mind,
Not the cosmic dying stars upon the...See more
Not a soul knows the barrier between scylla and charybdis of wish bones and heart's unsatisfied need,
Not the birds on the morning duty who sing a different tune from the one I composed,
Not the lustful cruel cackling demons of my scared mind,
Not the cosmic dying stars upon the...See more