we need a plan
in case of emergencies
and unexpected nightfalls
when the world turns sharp edged
and strange
we need to prepare
for days of pale faces
wet socks
and cold hands
we need to hold each other
and mend each other’s tears
- sowing the untethered buttons back on
we need to let ourselves breathe
when the air is hard to come by
and we need to let go
of stale dreams
that rot away in attic corners
and dusty chests
we need to walk
into the shiny street
wearing nothing
but our best smiles
reserved for Sundays
and first stork nests
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC
we need a plan
in case of emergencies
and unexpected nightfalls
when the world turns sharp edged
and strange
we need to prepare
for days of pale faces
wet socks
and cold hands
we need to hold each other
and mend each other’s tears
- sowing the untethered buttons back on
we need to let ourselves breathe
when the air is hard to come by
and we need to let go
of stale dreams
that rot away in attic corners
and dusty chests
we need to walk
into the shiny street
wearing nothing
but our best smiles
reserved for Sundays
and first stork nests
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