falling
skyward
falling upside-down onwards
calling
crying
calling out for me
beauty has a goal
she is not for a goal
you have the best for you
falling
outwards
falling out with no fear
beauty is not a goal
she is your friend for gold
for you
beauty is not her goal
she has a life of her own
she is your friend for gold
for you
it makes as much sense as any lines i write
& probably comes from
the same lost place
where wasps & ghosts & champions battle
a neverending story of games & wars
but the truth is
i don’t know
anything except
i want your time & your eyes in mine
i want you on my team
without drafting you into my wars
i don’t want it to be complicated
but complicated is all i know
so
oh well
here we go again
there’s a furnace in my head
it’s melting
melting down the silver
raging like a fever
put an ice cream cone in my hand
tell me
tell me
tell me to freeze
stretch out & wait for the fall
puddling around my feet
silver
melting silver sparkles
an explosion in an old factory
in the darkest part of the city
stretch out & wait for the crush
a better moonbeam
a better springtime
original & faded with time
i photographed it
then i forgot it
lost in time
far away & for soon forgotten
laugh it all & laugh again
a better moonbeam
a better riptide
drown it all & fade it down
i memorized it
then i forgot it
a better moonbeam baby
next time
i won’t forget
brace for the space in your chest
that you feel when there’s nothing to feel
no snow blowing in the cold wind
she whispers so low
in your burned ears alone
never never so cold
never never could tell
bones old enough to break
though ever so cold
wasted space in the cave of your chest
water dripping like a lake you
never never could tell
