Apr 03, 2006 19:41
Her, from today on
I.
And she speaks
So soft that
The whole world hears
So loud that
No one forgets
Save for the hobo who hollows
Out a life from potential
Sugar
To curdling milk
But to those who hear
Cheers
We’ll wend to infinity
Because hearing
And understanding
Don’t underestimate
II.
Swing, swing
Swing free from the tears
Under a sheet of wet
Rain
Rain whispers
And everyone can hear
An inquiry
Singing
Trees
And laughing houses
She’s back
But we reach for the door
Not to escape her
But to escape fear of
Loosing her
We shouldn’t
But I do think
So I swing
Swing
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III.
Back again to the gravel road
Pick up the pieces
Piece together a mystery
Misunderstood
Forget clarification
And I feel
Like in a weir
In the river by her
House
Whispering house
Because I can’t escape
A solitude
Only felt
It seems
From behind the weir in the river
Where he saved the girl one summer
Anonymous
From under the broken dock
Not so broken any more
Not so present any longer
And that’s fine
Because danger only travels
Staying still is too dangerous
So solve the
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