idle
belly fire
Tears
spring
to
my
eyes
,
I
miss
her
face
.
I
caught
her
scent
in
the
air
,
my
eyes
grew
wet
.
When
will
she
rescue
me
,
from
myself
?
060711
...
belly fire
Call
me
and
tell
me
things
are
better
.
For
I
will
sit
idle, accomplishing
little
.
Speak
in
that
voice
that
means
everything
is
normal
.
For
I
will
dream
, idly,
of
little
else
.
060711
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from