it's a miracle (you said you said) it's dark, unmade in your backyard we're only young, halfway there infant hearts and hardened hands we're only floating, only here and (I remember it forever) you asked me where I see the stars I said in you, my love (always) I guess our time is spent, so (I, I always knew it anyway) in your backyard we're starving, new and so (in breaking we are clouds unfurled) I guess for the rest of my life, my love (I'm blowing smoke) I'm moving on we are only children, only young in looking we are u n b r i d l e d (so hold my wrist and I'll hold you) it's a miracle (I know I know) so this isn't what I wanted or this isn't what you meant and I guess for the rest of my life, my love I'm spitting tar I'm holding strong it's a miracle you said you said and (I never was as pretty as the sky)
******, derelict, etc. ive written this same poem a million times