Spiral, spin, ride the whirlwind.
Knowing when the drumming stops,
There’ll be no second dance.
– Ulatempa Poetess, “Rhythms” CY 9825
verloren im surrealen der Realität. Ertränkt durch das Leben.
Spiral, spin, ride the whirlwind.
Knowing when the drumming stops,
There’ll be no second dance.
– Ulatempa Poetess, “Rhythms” CY 9825