breach of contract (wander).

on a desolate plain,
in a desperate place,
dancing toward the moon,
wander on.

who has eyes to remember?

more importantly,
who has the time?
the time to care,
time to invest
in people and feelings?
to get to know one another?

all those things
just make everything
way more complicating.

wander on. wander on.

don’t have to be remembered or acknowledged to exist.
existence lays naked in exile, waiting for isolated souls to

wander on. wander on. wonder. wonder. wander on

with a lonely suicide song.

10.03.02.