Phenomenon

Mixing in the colors of the hole
Infinite flesh in every hue
Winding instincts, bloodshot eyes
Just a box
But still, body heat
Words of the evening rain

Am I being driven mad?
Overflowing love, adding more love
Your first cry
The past that’s grown stale beckons me

But still, body heat
Flesh that holds
See you tomorrow
Truth weighing down on my shoulders
Am I being driven mad?

Even now, the evening rain is beautiful
Filtering through the water
Even now, the evening rain is beautiful
No more than this