Testo Footnote Island View Drive
Lately I've been waiting
for the handbook from the world
where failure to translate signs
leaves me burning on the ice
while the answers are being shot at me
from her mouth of fire
whispering... this is fair, not fought
it's taken into account
I catch myself wanting more of what I cannot figure out
whispering... so pull the rope around me
so I don't fall into the picture
stop me from attaching myself to every addicting detail
from the cluttered pandemonium and endless hunger
my eye catches at the bottom of the page
(think at your own risk)
then the silence broke the air
you pulled me out of the picture
