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smallhands Mar 2016
tell me the stories past, dear one
I want to cover lies and redraw the sun,
the swelling globe of our love
I'm your neighbour, not your pillar
we're dependent on the paradigm

different emerging locus,
different bare portrait for this montage of mine
I want to retreat into the heart of your house,
into the middle, just us two
I'm your neighbour, not your shield, and
we're dependent on the paradigm
I'll go the risky route
we'll make it beautifully chaotic, to return to square one
don't hesitate, let's make this now

-c.j.
smallhands Mar 2016
is that the strange strung-out end?
that is the precise one, the one you'll rend
snip at the hips, you snip from the east coast
it's all spent

you decide, so decide tonight
you crack the code, so crack it in sunlight
this part is ceasing, I'm subject to expirations
stand under your streetlight and configure me

in comes the snow, in comes the avalanche
if we're supposed to go, we're supposed to go happier
but it hurts and surges and pushes the thorn inside
we don't stray from what we always do, we don't stray
we did before, and tasted the sweet foray
1219, you are in my brain

-c.j.
smallhands Mar 2016
hello, I'll linger here and hold the land
hello, I'll linger here and harvest, as planned
return to me, we've lingered
luck ripens fast and expires at last
I folded it and I'll preserve it, I'll preserve it for you

along the dining hall into your hands
seize my mantras, presents for you
it'll be back when the rest remain
we will lose ourselves to the land

there's hearts here, there's hearts
there's visions, surreal, there's visions
there's you and me and what we inhale
it's begun, the descent
you're deprived of sleep and it's pressing
since you'll feel when you're alone and
you'll do lonely things when you realise,
it'll hit you one night

you linger, sitting, thinking about it, fervently
the lovely middle is happened and all else is old
you and I stay on the pew, always in the front
you will linger with me
linger until the final one, keep on, until the final
quaking frame, until the next arrives
until my hands grow weak
don't leave the land, don't leave it

-c.j.
smallhands Mar 2016
sleepy stretching, currently
watch the opposition beneath
pack your bag with rotten stars
see the nova running, lost

perpetual wall in front of us
territory lines sense us
each line senses us
if you go, go in peace

your palm's a dam, I crave it
it flickers the sun, my part's a scarlet letter
see from above and soak your palms and
you'll settle on a sticking thing

it reminds of the perpetual wall
in front of us, a howling
I failed to bring up each past mistake
it's the nagging that compels desire
so be, so be, you're the blatant key

-c.j.
smallhands Mar 2016
unravel it like always, I'm surrendering this time
the gloating conman cutting at his own mind
snatching prints we would have trusted fully
and you're filching fragments from the squandering entirety

between the mess there's paradise
between the boxes I have to check
and at the close a prologue thrives
and now the end is the beginning

the flames lick, conspirators are awake, still
we won't leave soon, not for seasons
if by hour the tower's drop down,
the ground glistens like a lake

why is the end now the beginning?
rewind the film for her
and at the close a prologue thrives
and now the end is the beginning

-c.j.
smallhands Mar 2016
you see, it's hard to be A
C wouldn't be with A
B wouldn't be with A
you C, it's hard to B A
B didn't care
C had black hair
A wrote all day and night
you C, it's hard to be A

-c.j.
smallhands Mar 2016
would you spare her the tears? (you drank too much)
what would she think? (you disappeared too much)
what would she write? (you said too much)

-c.j.
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