They painted the sky
With power lines
Put a billion holes in planet earth
Last night I dreamt a newsman said,
“Only 17 years of breathable air left…”
And I thought, “well, I’ll be dead by then…”
I’m only one person on borrowed time
And I can’t sew holes in the ozone with my mind.
Even then, I would never judge
I have my own share of abandoned altars
To God, and Gaia, Anubis, and Aphrodite
I’m the queen of dropping habits
A box somewhere in an attic of my glass house
With a dry erase board
That still says “September 2008”
Driving down the highway,
The graffiti “THE REALEST EVER”
Flashing by the car
And I am the realest I’ve ever been
Am I more than the skin,
The bones, muscles, and veins
The brain working through
Every problem I’ve been overthinking?
Take me home
Take me back
You can have all the stones in my pockets
They’re weighing me down with
Ten years gone in a flash
Fragile time cracking around me
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