09 December 2009

del kathryn barton

She said, dont try to use me or slyly refuse me

Just win me or lose me,

It is this that the darkness is for.

I cried, oh, lady midnight, I fear that you grow old

The stars eat your body and the wind makes you cold

If we cry now, she said, it will just be ignored.

thelonglostwoods, bunnylicious, phantasmaphile

1 comment:

  1. reality dreaming, or dreaming reality...