somewhere
and i know where
my eyes hide
inside
a sight of a memory
that feels more
real than the real
and everything
i feel
is everything i know
and nails that
scratch living canvases
remind of the dreaming
marks that this -
a swollen heart
beating out his song
compose breaths
like refined tempo
even laying still
so still to stop this
(though it moves on
its own, it makes a
pattern on the sheets
where the body
longed)
and the mind is
left to meander
the questions, prickly
on bare feet,
a known-fact logic
born from the
ultimate
painful contract
i don't want to
feel alone
i don't want to
be missing
i don't want to
want so heavily
that the weight pulls
like gravity,
the magnets that
repel and attract
at once
i want
to feel, touch
the distances again
a space to fill with
the will of flesh
and a thumping
sound of us
in perfect unison
singing out the notes
that hit in staccato
unexpected
surprise with
eyes open.
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