|painting by Adam Lupton|
another body and a different mind,
a wire that stretched out to trip you,
trick you and keep you captivated
even though the future is impossible.
The waves that pulse through your brain
tell you things you don't want to hear -
things you can't bear to know are true -
the rules to a game you could never win
once the deck has been stacked so high.
And every day apart will feel empty,
and every day together will be worse,
a choice between pulling the arrow out
and letting it stay, blood and skin festering,
the phone ringing nightly - distant humming
of molecules as the temperature drops,
and the nightly summer rains will start snowing,
and the cold could snap July clean in half.
Playing on my iTunes at this very moment: