Folded in half again ,This bad taste of lipstick.
I’m tearing up old birthday cards. The tears built in my eyes.
When all the stars have burnt their fuel.My television filtered eyes.
The coffee cup is nibbled around the edges.
Now bow your head and grip your teeth.
The earth is flat for all you know.
And all beyond your wildest dreams,
But all we do is chase them.
Because it’s all you have.
Those cards you had.
Too succeed were many have failed. I’m gathering momentum.
These distant sirens, the screeching of wheels.
This shoebox contains I treasure.
I look down form this bridge over water and it made me feel irrelevant.
Two-sided and I know that she’s lying.
So why is the moon still in the blue sky?
I’m taken back by the sights that are before me.
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