east and hudson

[briarlaboheme]

you and I.

We need them in our lives.

Our constant search for lights dancing between dark below

and dark above and

glowing overwhelming civilisation on either side.

We are the bridge between

two sides pulling apart, the bridge

gets a little longer every day

like a glacier slowly encroaching upon a valley.

We are the bridge across a harbour mouth

the beginning of ocean

We are land meeting sea

and man conquering the boundaries

of both.

I am standing on a bridge

but there is no water to cross, only sky

I am a shadow on the ground and

a silver speck in the sky

the bridge was not strong enough

it broke away, I was dragged by steel wings

I would build a bridge

across the water

so we  can walk when we’re too poor to fly,

too weary to paddle

in boats constructed from flax and old clothes

and I would meet you in the middle

and we would toss pennies into the sea.