idee fixe

i carry you with me

wherever i go

i carry you here

at the end of my sleeve

i carry you there

so i can have you in my palm

i carry you as sediment
should've long gone deposited
i carry you as a draft
favonian breezes tuggin..

i carry you as a spur of evanescent moments
i carry you as an imprecation
i carry you from the dead like a rising phoenix
i carry you despite your will
alea jacta est?
no dice my love, no dice..