the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Quieting the Caterwauls

Today came as fast as she left
And with a twist of her wrist
And a glimpse of her palm
She was there and gone.

We want lovers like our knowledge
The mysterious intrigue.
But I can only press the knife
So hard
Until it breaks skin,
And it's scary being friends
With a damn good liar.

It's no longer getting farther
From the beginning,
It's getting closer to the end
Where I'm simultaneously
Letting something go,
But grabbing onto something else.

And you can blame fate for a day like today
Tearing time tables to have it their way
I am guarding the sleep
I am starting the heart
And I point to the skies
To tell them how far.

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