I've heard you talk about
the way she rubs her diamonds
on your naked soul,
and the way photographs
make you nervous,
as if the frozen people
could somehow thaw.
You keep forgetting
that winter is just beginning.

We've been taking short cuts
handed out to us from the
u-n-i-v-e-r-s-e.

Don't be jealous,
they hurt:
like the rough bark
that surrounds and
protects a tree.
like a passionate
"I hate you"
passed from one
to another.
like an answering
machine instead of
a-

"Hello?"

you're constantly split
between trying to protect me from yourself
and letting me in

You can call me kid, but
I promise I'm a big girl.
I know what I'm risking being here

I knew you were a risk
from the first conversation
but your arms feel like where I should be

Maybe it's you
who should find some
safety from yourself

                                          Just maybe that safety
                                                should be me

Forward now from days of past, these lives we live we live to fast.
Find that moment, hold it tight, when its gone, dream of it every night.
Happiness lives in our memories, our dreamy skies, our sleeping seas.

You are not fair, not fair.
Never have been and never there.
And we will live for years;
Under foot and without doubt,
That our Parents mistakes will break our backs,
Hearing them crumble and crack,
Under the whip and as they shout;
Faster, Faster, and we groan;
Quicker, Quicker and we moan.
Until we die under the weight of kings.
As we were blind to all free things.