the dare

[mammoth]

(you are fences mended, windows painted, sugar borrowed, bridges burned.
and in completion you are complete.)
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you are hurricanes sweeping down dusty corridors
a skyscraper dying to scratch out the sky
you are made up things
you crown kings and sprout wings
and pull creatures from seas
just because

try pulling the gold
from a black lump of coal
pretend water is glass and just walk it
or shout notes to the sky
while strangers walk by
just to prove there is something
in the songs you sing
and if reaching, just reaching, is reason enough
to stop wringing my hands and take hold
then make it a fact that the fever is high
and you cry when the lights do not shine in your eyes
that the things i will say are enough reason why
you can
hold on hope
and believe in the lie