I slip through every hand
Escape from every hole
Ignore every demand
Walk through every soul
I run past blazing fires
Into places no one knows
Filled to the brim with liars
Until every fire froze
Questions escape my notice
Facts surprise me now
Blooming like a lotus
That no man can allow
My mind is full of unmarked things
Boxes and boxes of birds
And their fluttering, fluttering wings
Whispering words upon whispers of words
