“Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
Dreamy haze come blind me
To take me where the tide lines will find me
Underneath and in between
Offer me something inside… Let me feel like someone.