A terrible signal

too weak to even recognize

a gentle collapsing

the removal of the insides

i'm touched by your pleas

i value these moments

we're order than we realize

...in someone's eyes

a frequent returning

and leaving unnoticed

a condition of mercy

a change in the weather

a view to remember

the center is missing

they question how the future lies

...in someone's eyes

the gentle collapsing

of every surface

we travel on the quiet road

...the overload