same river we swimnlike some sliver in skinnnow we're in the river againnbut it's movingnand it feels so couldnmaybe you will catch it, stillnin the same river we swam innmore different than the same river we swam in againnbreathing spores longing fornmy lungs to be filled with your fungus no morenI cried as my cells dividednthe feeling multiplies over timenand a boy sees menstrumming this simple songnand the boy comes closenhe brings his sister alongnthe ecstatic unburdened youth,nthey're never wrongnand the boy starts singing alongnafter all,na voice, it's just a lightnall the time in front of younfaceing faces placing placesnchanging every time you donset off by soundless voices singingnrounded noises singing au revoirnforevernthe same river we swam innwas more different thannthe same river we swam in againnbecause it's movingnand it feels so coldnmaybe you will catch it, still