Janu Are - 13 & God

When low temperature speaks

Speaks only ending to you

All relationships got get they janu

When the way that things are

Turn that corner on proof

When low temperature speaks only end to you

Lest the cyclical and time oriented fall through

For all who all three of you this here janu

more marked by an undeniable stretch of oh do

winged and well beyond it welcome,

when the way that things are turn that corner on proof

when low temperature requires deeper meaning through you

to the stiffened algerbra, the sense to the soft scale

of how you feel about yourself in every tense

and all this world between wings between winters

static to your last band ish til you wish

you had some of freezings more useful characteristics

You know the calendar works perfect bitch

You can’t right it or fix it its

When low temperature speaks

Speaks only ending to you

What what what time is it

you know the calendar works perfectly

you cannot right it nor remove the battery

either it has no worse and deeper workings

you might whisper of whats wrong with to a healer

simply that it looks a lot like how this all will feel

in the end, you rotting and lucking long ways

across the cells of every second and hundreds of months touching

there is no day to encircle for when it all gets fixed

no one for locking in on a week day week which

when it all was broke only more unmarked days

for realising all that hold on a human you have really been

after all, its you who keeps himself dark twin

and laying with the long below you void

the ugly unimportance of specific twin to

you was weightless hoping air for all goals and no god

in a revised history for where

you’re lacking something umbilical

ice folical, black glass

a strained weak link in a chain gone clear through your past life