Together until hats and Sabres, scarves andAmmo belts tilt and Fall or thrown

Sometimes I want to be a baby. A baby in a cocoon cocoon

I will help you to die and gather the ashes of your many selves,

You'll be my best friend and I'll be yours. Helping each...

Trauma is a wound.. An injury to the mind, soul, body and heart, Distributed memories scattered apart.