my legs feel weird
spark a smoke standing outside
of the door
you think of time
and wonder when the stars died
the cool outside breeze pulls you
lightheaded, the waves
relax you
but your fingers are still numb
fuzzy heads with blurred eyes
big and blue, with the most
intoxicating smile
that led me through a door
which stood at the end of the porch
exhaling
while the rain poured
and the band played
forced nods
I've fallen through the door to the other side
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC
my legs feel weird
spark a smoke standing outside
of the door
you think of time
and wonder when the stars died
the cool outside breeze pulls you
lightheaded, the waves
relax you
but your fingers are still numb
fuzzy heads with blurred eyes
big and blue, with the most
intoxicating smile
that led me through a door
which stood at the end of the porch
exhaling
while the rain poured
and the band played
forced nods
I've fallen through the door to the other side
