today:
the field
(from here we go sublime)
(how many sunny days have i gone running to this. fuel-energy-aggression-pain-love-desire-fear sputtering behind me. getting. it. out. crunching fall leaves under my feet. those are my feet, aren't they?)
school of seven bells
(sempiternal-amaranth)
(sometimes you get obsessed with one song, the way it makes you feel, your interpretation, how the melody tweaks different feelings, swirling, swirling, slowly taking you apart, bringing you back together again. me, this one, today)
and what we wouldn't give
to be there, up in the dark
without eyes, moving, moving
unseen, unwavering, undisclosed,
moving, regressing in rhythm
stripped to our first breath
and believe me,
we would give it all-
when we hear melodies
we feel the same things
selfless to escapism
on our hands and knees
and we are out of time
and you live here and now
and i live everywhere else
we say we won't do it again
and every time, we do it again
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