chasing after yr moons,,,
the progressions,
and the lights beside the craters,
all the way
round to the darkside,,,
sit with that for a while, and
still i wonder what you meant
when you looked at me like that,,,
even tho' i kno exactly what you meant
all the lines crossed,
yours and mine,
and the ones in the road;
the ones i thought i found out
and spun out again
like i threw myself out on the dock of fate
with one instinct telling me to trust it
and the other saying curse it way down.
the lesson was that it was all just neutral,,,
there are no sides inside this circle.
this mucus is ether and the essence spills
the falldowns, the fallouts, the fallthroughs,,,and you.
on this bridge over nettles to this glasshouse
filtering it all through sean's songs,,,
in the woodshed trying to find her,,,my lucy,,,
she belongs to so much else,,,catch her, catch her,
she goes wild and i find her
chasing after yr moons,,,back then,,,and soon again,
always in the grasses and brambles,,,up to the coast,
light beamsin the dark ripples of water,
like thru' the lines of a shattered crystal,
prism rainbows everywhere,,,
even tho' i kno exactly what they meant.
kat
aug 4, 09