a sore red. raw red weal. blood red. spread across the sky. stain pouring sadness. into wide open eyes.
Remenber me for what I was. Not as i am now. i'll merge into the shadows. I'll disappear into the rain. Remember me for what I was. Not as you see me now.
Now that all is stilled and silenced. that the rushing roaring daylight. has lost itself - its hysteria. in the all-amassing night -. I too gently lose myself.
We shall come. with all our wealth. and our vulgarity. into yout land. carving deep wounds. in our wake. planting the sharped-edged dreen seed. of money.