8/29/13

Somehow sailing

Somehow
You are always at the edge of time
The edge of place ment
The edge beneath my basement
That we all forgot exists

Somehow
It's perfect to be here
See your hair flair
Silently
Because all of us rushes out
Into the sea of something

Somehow
I'm only at home
Without a trace
Without one grain of sand 
On this shore
Without one grain of star
In this space

On the edge
I can be with you 
And be with nothing
It' not that I don't like
Things
Somehow I've gotten too full

And maybe
That's why I walk alone at night
Halting each step 
With painful desperation
Waiting for every star in the sky
To vanish

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