storytime: crowsong

[zerothefool2486]

i cant see again.

i cant be again.

delicate faces are lost again.

fragile places are broke again.

song birds flock to mock me again.

the heart box has stopped again.

gears have crunched and crashed again.

hold it and mold it and scold it

cut it and gut it and hurt it

you know what you want to do

you know what you need to do

you know what you have to do

is everything wax inside of you?

is nothing inside is true?

can you still see the flowers, growing over gravestones?

can you still hear the liars, speaking through your headphones?

march to the beat of the little toy soldiers

walk along, walk along with your little clockwork soldiers

broken step, broken step, break the rhythm to save me yourself

hello my wall, i speak only to you.

you never reply.

talk to brick and mortar ears,

plaster and drywall and paint.

bubble, bubble, toil, and trouble

snaps and snails and puppy dog tails.

am i me again?

will i remain again?

seven year mirrors are whole again?

counterfeit smiles are drawn again?

dragonflies sleep to weep again?

the medication is new again?

needles are pricking and sticking again?

take it and make it and break it

mend it and tend it and love it.