there's a force behind you
more powerful than you think
heartbreakingly strong, ancient
wraps arms around me a wick for my burning body
leaves me standing
in violet, black-lit shadows we:
together, together, together we reach

hey fortuitous moment
3:12, 12/3
down the rabbit-hole
behind the waterfall
go ahead, burn it into my brain again
the cost of [bad word] emotion

crest and collapse
anticipation revs each synapse
you're smudged around the edges
laughing in sepia tone
moving quickly in slow motion
and not a sound is heard

it can only be, it can only be,
it can only be for just tonight

emerald sand in the palm of my hand
regency stamp, it's a hologram
ignore the onus, pause to kiss, stop for yes
then dance on

incantations alight like starlings
handful of raw jade and [bad word] my benign offering, my benign offering
the daylight is flickering
and I don't think that's 
supposed to be happening

we want to taste red and gold
we want to know real things
no more false endings

no more false endings
 [bad word] grumble, trip and stumble
laughing, wide-eyed stumble
in the flimsy clouds overhead
waxing waning reaping sowing
in my hand it's growing, growing
waxing raining, weeping sewing
in my hand groaning, groaning