My Little Loophole

Is it it it it

Is it a a kind of

Is it is it it a

Of of dream

Is it a kind of

You stop

You don't mean to but you do

Playing plastic

You put something down

It didn't seem to matter so much when you picked it up

You look to the right

Like something was meant to touch your hair

Like you wanted it to

Over and over

You feel like lead

You feel cotton

You feel like fluff

You go ahead into a murky dust

So deep and full

(It smells like summer)

You dream as you crumble

It smells so good

You wanted to write a letter to a goddess

But you forgot to hold it back

(Silly piggy)

Move forward

Go through the bend