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Woke up in the middle of the night
felt it coming on
half dead and sunk in dreams
of a watercolour sun
I felt the shape of my room change
I felt my head hit the floor
Woke up in the middle of the night
Noticed something wrong
Dropped dead into a dream
of a watercolour sun
I felt the shape of the world change
I felt its smoke in my pores
I felt the looming burn of high acidity
I had been here before
Sun pierced through the middle of my back
cracked between the blades
New forms and hollow bones
breaking through the skin
I felt the shape of my heart change
My pupils split into four,
and as my teeth fell out, I lost the will to speak
Somehow I needed this more.
With every dress
she wears a black flower
Pale hands beckon for her down at the shore
With every step, the silence gets louder
with the weight of a mountain,
the height of a tower
She tells me that it's hard,
it aches to the bone
She came home today to an empty house alone
Going through his things
like sorting through stones
Shells at the beach,
artifacts at home
Poring over papers with the patience of a scholar
His old jacket pocket hides six hundred dollars
A german folding knife
A space-age pen
Mechanic's tie clip
from way back when
An old wooden pipe,
don't remember when he smoked
A token from the fifties, she cries over the phone
The moon beats down on the roofs of homes
The mist makes it quiet and the fires burn low
She doesn't fall asleep, it aches to the bone
Half a heart gone and never more alone
Moonlit trees line the shore
and starlight falls through
gaps in the boughs
Aching feet on the stones
there under the stars, she isn't alone
Shallows harden to glass
Where water is clear
She walks in the open
And every light in the sky,
moving farther apart
gives way to gold
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Chase The Moon
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I watch the water rise from town
across the river, boats cast off
the little kind, you leave behind
when autumn rings the bell
A coat of leaves to hide yourself
I chase the moon across the sky
Above the dewdrop fields I ride
by fireflies, their points of light,
I navigate the night
my flooded heart will rise
In time,
my flooded heart will rise
The leaves decay in red and brown
the same within me and without
and every dead and broken thing
in memories on the ground
the loudness of that sound
surrounds, within me and without
Surrounds, within me and without
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