My parachute eyes
      Holes in the middle
I'm falling much faster
     Than I thought
And I hope the ground
     Is soft
This unimaginable big
When I am so little
     A lightning strike
And I am gone before
     I've even said yes
But here there is no room
     For "I guess"
I find my feet aching
     For new streets
Eyes searching
     For new sights
Though heart is heavy and still
     A stone
So here I leave you, heart
For wherever you are is home
The rest of me goes on
     Final destination unknown

When you find me
     I am an animal
                          And you do not knowingly call
And I pull you
     Grasping on to bones  
You didn't know you had
             I leave the decision up to you
             Change my face
Tell you
             I'm only in love with the moon
   The afternoon
                            Takes you away
                                                         You fade
A vague shape
That warms my cheek
           On a cloudy day
The light I chase
           When I can't sleep
The one I pretend I don't see
                                                                ­ Even though you've seen
                                                            ­                    Almost all of me

The footsteps above my head
The itch in my leg
Pupils full of ink
I am where I was last week

A loop of day dreams
Keep singing and floating
Like yellow leaves
Burning green

And I can remember
Over and over
Burning green

And words I didn't mean
Someone who wasn't me
And pupils full of ink
Stones in my skin
Ink sinking in

Fingers grasping the page
"It's almost done" I say
And next week
I'll say the same

There used to be a garden
Behind the hedges of a mansion
A mansion sitting calmly
Under the mist of a mountain

In the garden stood a statue
On a pedestal of stone
She stood looking sadly
Looking small and alone

The rain would fall gently
Turning her face a deep gray
Still she kept on posing
As she slowly wore away

No one thought to view her
As in the garden she stood
The vines soon overgrew her
Knowing no one ever would

It wraps around me
Pulling me close all the time
Warm and gentle, like you

I wish for it to
Last forever, but I know
It will all end soon

So I hold on and
It holds me, like a tree branch
Holding a small nest

The wind sends me close -
The fruit of the tree, your neck
And its bark, your chest

They don't wake
                       for me
                                 But I
                                         wake for you
Feeling like art
I hang
******* in
               knots of you
And you pull
               And pull
                              And pull
And I hang