i saw
her light a cigarette across the filtered sky
and
realized i had missed my bet about the kind of guy
i long
to be upon this street that doesn’t have a name
my
meaning lingered in her look that waited for a train
that i
could go where she’s headed and spend my life with her
buy
cotton candy at a fair with spinning lights a blur
this
holy path distaining cash detached from suffering
has
not brought me the happiness they promised it would bring
and then
her eyes glance at the flames now burning down my life
and i
know that there’s wealth and fame in making her my wife
but
now the train has called her name and blocked her from my view
and i
know love only remains among the chosen few
so
maybe someday i will find before the train departs
someone
who won’t leave me behind wishing i could impart
the
lesson i have learned today about the spell she cast
how in
this moment i would stay if only it would last
cause
being left without a breath consumed by thoughts of her
is
more joyful than cheating death with minds both chaste and pure
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