As like delicate stone
Heaps strewn with rubble
Shaking a little
At the sight of a camera
Watching for errors
Like missing periods
As if that was the point
In this cold forest.
As like delicate stone
Heaps strewn with rubble
Shaking a little
At the sight of a camera
Watching for errors
Like missing periods
As if that was the point
In this cold forest.