Once the train left the station,
I wanted to wave my hand and cause a car accident.
destroying something violently
to mar my enemies so completely they could never heal.
like a debilitating black streak
defacing everything I don't control
as my hate for what our lives represent defacing everything I don't control
our place in time
our poverty
Where I feel so unbelievably powerless to help
anyone, even myself.
anyone, even myself.
And yet, I feel so strong when you are near.
And I felt that power riding north
Away from me
Without me
I wanted to lay waste to an invisible enemy
That brings us these painful moments,
Drowning in the helicopters and the car alarms
where pieces of me die
like a shattered flophouse bathroom mirror
like a shattered flophouse bathroom mirror
When the doors roll shut and I worry about your safety
what fresh hell
awaits when you get there
where the dreams we have of us are always put away on the top
shelf,
like a bottle of wine we keep and never
open.
And I wiped my eyes and dissuaded a crackhead for change
I want change too, man.
I want everything to fucking change.
And if it means burning this city to ashes
I am willing.
And honestly, what it really means is keeping my chin up
And being brave enough
waiting on those empty tracks
For you to return.
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