Tricycle Joyride

This is my empty
space, this is my maqseurdae
i am the face that peeks through the window
i am the one that is locked
in this spider web

this is my childhood windowodniw
these are ALL my brokkchcszxszxen toys

these are the memories lost and expired
you in my room are alive
and replace them, my book is open to write
you in colours
drive you around at the back of a tricycle

radiate radiate love fabricate fabricate love
suffocate suffocate love invade invade
radiate radiate love fabricate fabricate love
suffocate suffocate love occupy occupy

this is my empty . space.
walk into my empty

space, swallow!
my empty space, occupy
my empty space