the wounded sky cries my name

and i want to go to her

this earthly body

wandering the streets of

absurdity

this can't be real this can't be real

why must i live among

the very things i want to destroy

my insanity or theirs



when your body moves in me i understand

but the wounded sky is calling

indigo child borne of no one

star baby sipping the milky way

healing nectar

earthly nomad and gypsy soul

what is this cruel joke

i don't belong here

go and heal the world my dear
one day soon
we will find each other at the crossroads