wake up, oh sleeper.
i will name you joy, because it flows from your pores.
you will name me nameless because i am confused.
i will bathe you in summer light, and feed you drops of disagreement .
we will celebrate the lies we’ve read. we practice them daily, we say them before bed.
and as we crawl into our sheets, demons will creep and entice us to follow.
where they come from, i couldn’t tell for i’ll never know. but they whisper to me stories, and smile with gleams of light released onto me. they cover your shadow, you shiver but agree.
tonight has become what i feared it would.
and no amount time nor liquor could change my perception of you and i.
those demons are gone, the the light has taken their place.
you slip out of the comfort of your bed, and follow my lead.
we dance in unison, down the hard wood floor.
creaking as our feet touch what’s beneath.
we will stumble in a faultless grace.
passing by frozen clocks and flightless doves.
and at this peak of time, the frenetic city commits it’s crime.
and we’ll graciously stumble, and find those flightless birds to be as confused as i.
