earl / Holeket ~ Uri Karin

I'm nearly lost,
Yet choosing to meet us
(There's room for it)
I'm fairly rotten,
Yet blooming through (sure, you?)
(There's a room)
We connect
Room
I'm squashing to and through a glass fog
Yet I'm proud and clear
Oom
I'm hamoom
Oo
O
O
O
I'm gone yet writing a poem
Oem
I'm it now, 
I think
I touched it
I hatched it