they get stuck under my toenails
and in the twists of my hair
slowly,
they pour over me like scales
I disappear in the earth wandering here and there
slowly—i like to live in the woods homie
pebbles
they get stuck under my toenails
and in the twists of my hair
slowly,
they pour over me like scales
I disappear in the earth wandering here and there
slowly—i like to live in the woods homie