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Add BlueShe was standing in the dark, pockets glowing blue green.In the backyard, in the floating world, on the in between. The day will have its troubles on its own. For the shells of men, not meant to be everything, can't really be anything that's not given or grown. The violence of it all. Its always risky movement. Stay down, stay still! In the unseen trying to see behind the outside. There's a beauty in almost everything, how have you not seen a thing? But instead of getting over she got out. Like a fish made of bricks I fell for you, now I'm sinking too. Her loose teeth moving like piano keys, getting played from lost memories. Head on the pillow, mind in the clouds. Like a bird looking up for safety, but it has no home to go to. It doesn't know what we know, can't really go where we go. She said: I can't. I can't see. I can't see out of here. So hand in hand we swam across the lake, the water warm against our legs. The only light to find us was the moon. We went all the way. From rock to rock we jumped across across the bay. Half blind we stole each others hearts, we knew we'd be there soon. She was standing in the sparks, pockets glowing blue and green. In her backyard, in the floating world, on the in between. Feet covered in gold, skin blue and glow Every ray an arm of reaching light. Each road different like the snowflakes in her eyes. Driving somewhere that isn't here. Sleeping in strange cities, our bodies foreign to ourselves, well, what's inside. All glowing bright behind the teeth. Right there, making soft and weak. Instead of getting over she got out. Like a fish made out of bricks I fell for you, now I'm sinking too, just add blue. As long as we're alive me and you, we are love together when we're together. All crazy inside our rib cages, behind our teeth and voice. Taking stars for forest fires our fingers scattered in our fists. Holding on to the films we make, while our legs feed the wolf. Starting with myself. Staring at your teeth. Trying to see what you're saying. Stabbing and pushing your soul through mine. We used to live here, and we will again no doubt. I'll let you try and figure it out, while I figure it out. You had it all. You had it all together. You had it all figured out. I can't. I can't see.. I can't see out of here. |