LINGERING

I linger in the soul speed,
where alarm clock monsters aren't letting me stay
and negligible details still carry your name,
and your hands,
and your face.
I still find you, cause I have to
In the rain, in a stain, in a moth, in a cloth
in a knot, in an odd, in an end.
In a dream, in the cream,
and in spring's hiding place.

CLINGING

Knot not to B 4got10

Knot blowing in the wind (right next to the answer, my friend).

My li be lu la friend is refusing to leave the house. I would love to keep her here, but she must leave. She isn´t meant to languish in my dark living room... such beautiful sunsets are expecting her! With my lips I whisper... go, while my stubborn, selfish heart closes fist.