Fighting with my thought-wave
Not playfully

I’ve been sitting
Wondering, thinking

Why you had your whole life in a glass
And spilled it

How could you be so clumsy
You have worked so hard

I wrapped my arms around thy words
I’ve been chasing away your bad thoughts
From your delicate body

Ay, can you still hear me?
Your existence was sore
Touching yer was difficult

Dear, yer were too fragile
Breaking you was painful

Dear, yer were too fragile
For I have awaited to see you bloom