Sisyphus کے بول

Stars and air find Themselves here at night Cold and dark as everything Deep and wet and secret Carried off into their ethers Fear is all pervasive All around me every day Like air that stops from breathing An anti everything fog that knows no lifting If something is catching in my throat Just at the edges of these moments It must be this And not whatever I tell myself if it is Oh, what heavy nothings I know I know, I know, I know You've been pushing all day I know