YOU BECAME ONLY A SHAPE...
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How do you approach me?
it coexists with what you want
You stop and sit in silence,
to have that done, another thing to read.
I put on my socks or get into bed
I live in the house in my head
When I was in 2nd grade, I was
lots and lots, but who matters?
to tell the teacher you understand.
Outside a body, within the lanes of the track,
in the lines of your hand when you start to wonder what has changed.
I get confused in the order of things
A conversation I remembered through each person was mostly a stranger to me
we are sitting next to a tree next to
the sound
and look where we came out, see
a vision inside of a laboratory.
When will the street begin?
I'd ended up at
little dirt trails but at one edge was a chain link fence
and of course, that night I wasn't there.
plastic, the water tumbling
wake, the sweet steel beneath
behind the lake it does not move
you became only a shape which I met
at night, a light shown into the basement windows
So off balance, even beautiful
she reached for the crocodile in the Florida creek
like me, why did I mess everything
of course I can't even say it
I lie
Let’s move on
giddy up, I get on the
my body transform, and you would see
dreams where you cannot see it, the place
within the barbed wire is still just woods, under his gaze I'm still me
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