Ten fingers, ten toesTwo arms, two legs, blood is flowingTwo eyes blinking, two ears openI am open One head and one heartI think and I drink in airJust like you Am I strange? Where? How?Am I strange? Why are you looking at me like that?Am I strange? Where? How?Your look makes me feel like I’m covered in wounds I laugh when I’m happy,...
SHE WHO SEES THE WIND
