something big
something melt
something borrowed
something lent
something dreamt up, trichromatic
anything but not pragmatic
something pregnant
something bright
maybe nameless, but alive
something i saw in a vision
would have drawn it
but i’m awful
something cloudy
something clear
sometimes spiteful, but no fear
something i supposed i needed
i have now,
but feel still needy
one night daydream
one day stand
more than something to understand


ps: maybe it goes on like this, maybe it's just a thing inspired by a different thing. anyway, i'll soon scare you with my dreadful sense of rhythm (...)