كلمات New Feeling

Creature in the Sun Crescent, morning bun Pages are blowing Stories worth knowing in the wind Paper delivery Daily anxiety Off to a good start Start with a good dark comedy I am an animal Habit, perpetual Watching a sunset How can I hold it in my hand? Window through the door How can I hold it? Lock me out of my room A harpoon, a quiet boom Shakes the walls It’s a small feeling Trajectory, orbiting Ovular infinity Take the view It’s a new feeling