ode to the sea: barely noticeable, I cry out thee name in moonlit nuit, until words fail me and my whole body collapses into a sugarloaf; yonder, you pick up one spoon, put me into your moist tongue and thereupon I can not feel my legs. by anthropolis展开全文 原微博
ode to the sea: every two decades, I will customarily lapse into coma, where space expands and time is no longer a constraint to my mortal coils. by anthropolis展开全文 原微博
ode to the sea: a sleepless night is a crime to your body, but a feast to your soul, due to the fact, one can gaze into the gluttoning darkness, till it gnaws you,piece by piece, from inside. by anthropolis展开全文 原微博
