January

The soul is on the ground
Couldn’t float up to the hanging valley
Layers forced to settle
Techniques with crystals
Lapis lazuli

I’m leaving a terrestrial body
Gathered around a notorious void
The feeling in which I live
What necessitates
These drifting shapes of illness

I need you to wake up
I need you to wake up
I need you to wake up
I need you to wake up
I need you to wake up
I need you to wake up
I need you to wake up
I need you to wake up
I need you to wake