Wandering Eye

through the infinite

Forward
Backward


  • Play a song for the ocean

    Waves soak the dry sand

    Trickle into tiny tunnels

    Sand roaches burrow in 

    Awaiting their escape



    Mist gathers on my tongue

    And floats to the sky

    Surrounding my existence

    And washing back to sea

    ‘The sirens sing their songs for me’



  • Play a song for the ocean

    Waves soak the dry sand

    Trickle into tiny tunnels

    Sand roaches burrow in 

    Awaiting their escape



    Mist gathers on my tongue

    And floats to the sky

    Surrounding my existence

    And washing back to sea

    ‘The sirens sing their songs for me’