Who spoke first?
Never the pursued
pushed and prokvoked
always a pursuer.

Never choke on the time that seemed to pass by
and I frantically out of nowhere needed you.

Never heard your voice in that matter of time
Never took the action
Action we dreamed of.

SO I did something frantic and phoned you accross the seven seas
Swallowed my insecurity
Swallowed my anxiety.

Swallowed it.
And it worked
and we spoke for the first time in years
for the only first time

And you could hear the californian voice
where i could hear your english stumble so gracefully and perfected, like you almost did it on purpose


I listened to the graceful, frantic english

Am i a stalker or I
am a hopeless romantic
was it never expected
it was so frantic

And After 17 minutes accross the world
I had to purge myself of the swallowed
until I am shaken and hollowed

Had to vomit up the facets that glittered in the fog
Never tasted the fruit

had to purge myself of a lost soul
wandering to flee

Her tainted fragile destiny

And I heard your voice for the first time in years
for the only first time
I ever have

And you know I am not a stalker
And you know I am hopeless

Hopeless enough to have to find you
out there accross the glimmering fractals of my obscurity

Out there, bound for you to find me

And i was never pursued
I am a pursuer.


I could feel the distance getting close

As you unravelled and so on and so forth

This distance is so close