mighty opposites, mon frere
situational aphasia
every time i talk it comes out
garbled, fumbled and i want you
so much to understand what i feel
i dreamed of silent minds
everything cracking, not making a sound
until the wire hits the ground
and i jump
i jump at a pin-drop
start at your night-black pupils
staring into mine
not to interrupt, not to domineer your time
it's so hard not to take you up
so i fall off of cliffs waiting
icarus and i, we're tired of waiting
1 comment:
is this about brett?
also, same dream, just some details i didn't mention
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