by megan towey
strata…XXXXX above the ethesphereX
lethal fear I fear
for once I feel so strongly
that we will fall
bringing high pitched ringing.
the decibles. scatter like
children from the schoolyard.
one of them…
is too close to the surface, too close
to XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX dargnthxs
light! time; philosophy, time;
music, time; the artist sighs…
i bring you warmth and hope
song is fleeting note! ephemeral is winter
you have been my life passing by
and mistakes, they’re all i have to
learn from this hopeless feeling
i get when you say you understand.
and i know you can’t.
im a socialist i dont believe in this.
we attach rhyme and reason
to name and season…
you throw with your hand
the universe among idiosyncrasies
(throw caution) to the wind
i know you can’t…but i’ve tried my best
to give us more than a house
with an open door
regrets are all i have from
mornings. i’m XX listless
as XX an oyster without
a pearl. i’m XX wistful as
the blue XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX hills
that fade into you and mist.
Xloved. Xmissed. Xcried. Xapologised.
you don’t need anything. i know
the feeling spreading over you
i know fire and the warmest ice.
and water turned to snow.
i know what it’s like to have a ransom
that is never paid. ah i’ll pay okay okay
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Note: XXXXXXX indicates a struck passage.