Birds Dont Sing and
i know you asked me why;
you said I never knew
the places that you do -
corner store with the
Corvette Cassette, or the
urbanite Chinatown,
Origins of your youth.
i may not know them but
i do know Lovely You and
Lovers Rock too, where we
spent an hour washing the
stone with tactile tips.
a Lilly of my day, as
at night, or, oh-no, Oh
Devil in disguise.
when i look with my eyes
i see So Many Details,
strings from Kites zigging
a bedroom span, zagging
back across, No Rules,
like the rivers or roots we grew by.
attempting to Think Feel
my way through the space -
no not forever, but yes
Everything Goes; like how
You Hear Colours while
i try to draw them out
of what i return to you.
like light, only of a kind
before the reflection, a reply,
now i'm Giving up that Feeling
i don't know how,
we broke something inside.
Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 11:40 AM UTC
Birds Dont Sing and
i know you asked me why;
you said I never knew
the places that you do -
corner store with the
Corvette Cassette, or the
urbanite Chinatown,
Origins of your youth.
i may not know them but
i do know Lovely You and
Lovers Rock too, where we
spent an hour washing the
stone with tactile tips.
a Lilly of my day, as
at night, or, oh-no, Oh
Devil in disguise.
when i look with my eyes
i see So Many Details,
strings from Kites zigging
a bedroom span, zagging
back across, No Rules,
like the rivers or roots we grew by.
attempting to Think Feel
my way through the space -
no not forever, but yes
Everything Goes; like how
You Hear Colours while
i try to draw them out
of what i return to you.
like light, only of a kind
before the reflection, a reply,
now i'm Giving up that Feeling
i don't know how,
we broke something inside.
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