2/11/17
i've had moments
here and there in golden
sneakers and navy blue
lace covered dresses
but i'm not the girl
in an owl city song
not something worth
writing dreamy poems
about not so lovestruck you
replace your words with dada

9/18/18
same sneakers
same dress
same faces
fresh sweat

suddenly the stars
all fall together
and my life comes
careening full circle

your arms around my waist
flashing blue lights
in our eyes as i scream
every word that kept me
sane through years of
hopelessness and rain

you move your mouth
trying your best to
sing along with me
but it all comes out dada

and shockingly
blindingly
i can see myself
clearly

and i find myself at last
the girl in an owl city song
hand in hand with
my very own adam young

now i know
all wishes come true
even the ones you didn’t
realize you made

and isn’t it the most
incredible
impossible
cosmic destiny
how years after we stop
dreaming
when we storm on through
washed out hopes

one day the pieces
just fall into place
with closure and new
beginnings all at once

rainbows and clouds
epiphanies and ecstasy
dreams and the dreamers
you and me

but my dear i promised i would never let a flame touch you.
so ill tend to the fires, just enough to keep you warm.
because i fear hurting you, and if my fires do
i have failed

The moon says, "Of all the things in the sky, I am the least interesting. I am small, and I do not shine bright consistently like the sun and the stars."

The ocean whispers "You stay close, and remain close whether you are bright or you are dark. And even when I can't see you, you make the tides."

In the hilltop forest
They swirl, dance
Lost to the music
Lost to themselves
It resides…
They still to listen…
Feeling as much as hearing
Howls, calls and coos
In a pulse the music returns
And the world goes dark
Twitching violently they hit the floor as one
Speaking in tongues
Harsh messages are heard, absorbed
Then silence followed by subdued light
All that remains is the omen
With kindness only we survive

god was always just a pair of eyes
on a chipping billboard in the centre of it all

he either doesn't have hands
or doesn't use them
i guess i'll never really see exactly
what you meant

but i know he's never done anything but
stare