EMMA PEARL

Snowbound for another day
Sunrise failed and faded away
Now I, I can’t even see
The line between solid ground and sea
The coastline, it doesn’t exist
It just shifts
Last night little Emma Pearl
Cross-leggedly told me about the world
From the southern seas to the northern lights
She told me — «smash the satellites»
If she doesn’t exist
Why do I miss her?