Friday, March 06, 2015


Go quick star
Out the door across the field
The sun has died on us
Her crown slipped and so falls

Stay gone bird
It will be good for us both
I hurt you bad I know
But know you hurt me the same

So boil water babe
See it burns as bad as you can
Sit and steep something now
But never pour it on the flowers

Look outside please
Hurl me away if you would and should
But promise not to drag yourself
Screaming any farther in

Look back please
See that our years are always there
Like fraying waves they warble and play
So let us quickly go

And let them always stay

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