The wind is blowing in
my face
Smelling the inside of me
Like a snail without a home

My home is your home

Lying like a captured broken
bone in the hands of a
bitter answer

Inebriation

 A whole
bible won't be able to complete
And my body as a whole chapter
draws steps on a wander path

Looking unexpectedly at
A rapped garden with a fake
identity
Your goodness makes
me wonder
Also is
captured within me

INEBRIATION

you are me
An end for me is a beginning
For you