Before you land
You take off again
I pick a spot and watch it
Wait years for you to cross it
Then
Once I’ve lost it
You cross it
A comedy of opposites
In a teacup tourniquet on an infinite Carousel
Toujours décalés
Neither of us stops it
I laugh in madness
You laugh because you’re free
We cry for what that means
Cry in Bilbao
Wind is our towel
Happily ever after sleeps on a bed of unanswered questions
Hand woven by sadness
Madame Mercury
Flies with a purpose
Rigid lines and straight angles
No chances or circles
Will she land or will she bite me?
Silence for days just to spite me
Oh Dragonfly
Hid from Provence so no cigale could eat her
Why does your heart beat from your chest?
Why do your hands shake you to death?
It’s ok to cry
On your bed
Or in the shower
In your saule pleureur tower
Sweet stomach sleeper
Too exhausted to turn
Our rainbow will end
I can’t hold you forever
I’ll water your wings
‘Til you are the flower