riding on a moth

What a bad luck
Constrained to bones
What bad news
I am afraid
Crawl beneath the skin
Down where there's snow
There's no way in without
Riding on a moth
Flying toward the bulb
Anything can be soft
Touched lightly enough
Running jumping dancing laughing
Kissing wishing kidding shitting
Liking loving pushing shoving
Hugging singing over-eating
One might wish from time to time
That's one's life had turned out somehow other
Than it has turned out
One might think that one is deserving of a better station
But one might always be mistaken

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