Do you see it out there?
This other fate
Coming in like a whorl-wind
Into our created comfort
Head long into our cross-eyed sight
We will soon be joined by moths
Lost within a great winged pattern again
Not needing to search for the way out furthermore
But swept up off our feet all the same
Do you see it out there, my love?
Will you not meet it head on beside me?
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 1:26 AM UTC
Do you see it out there?
This other fate
Coming in like a whorl-wind
Into our created comfort
Head long into our cross-eyed sight
We will soon be joined by moths
Lost within a great winged pattern again
Not needing to search for the way out furthermore
But swept up off our feet all the same
Do you see it out there, my love?
Will you not meet it head on beside me?
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