listening to Ravel
a sea god
moves to the city
where the wind ends
there’s a no parking sign
not the “peeling an onion” allegory
more like a grape
in a maze
in a yellow eternity we hunt
for the bell in the butterfly
listening to Ravel
a sea god
moves to the city
where the wind ends
there’s a no parking sign
not the “peeling an onion” allegory
more like a grape
in a maze
in a yellow eternity we hunt
for the bell in the butterfly