at the sight of you
moons are dull grey spotlights
flat, dimensionless, and known.
which could make us akin
if i let the end begin.
but i drag it out and twist it tight
all strapped in place
i dig a tunnel in my soft spot.
stretch the truth until it breaks its back.
bones of sugar
clumped together like lonely hydrogen
in a coronal marsh.
i thought i could tame it.
i see
silver and black wind
builders and watchmen.
your world famous carousel hugs
turn to languorous shrugs
but they both make me dizzy.
a gaze eclipsed for the moment
you're less a mind, more a slogan.
when his eye meets yours
it leaves behind
sunspots.
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 2:28 PM UTC
at the sight of you
moons are dull grey spotlights
flat, dimensionless, and known.
which could make us akin
if i let the end begin.
but i drag it out and twist it tight
all strapped in place
i dig a tunnel in my soft spot.
stretch the truth until it breaks its back.
bones of sugar
clumped together like lonely hydrogen
in a coronal marsh.
i thought i could tame it.
i see
silver and black wind
builders and watchmen.
your world famous carousel hugs
turn to languorous shrugs
but they both make me dizzy.
a gaze eclipsed for the moment
you're less a mind, more a slogan.
when his eye meets yours
it leaves behind
sunspots.
