Kite Repair

[...] Gold Irises I know these hills— I've sat in the dry grass long enough Just scanning the horizon a sunset [...]

[...] what we'd become Lifting my shoulders, I captured the sky In my palms But I slipped in the mud My knee stung with love, I was fine We h... [...]

[...] Lighthouse You leapt from the ship From your body, or what was left of it Mind a ripped mainsail Skin a holding cell And I'll descend with you in the end But it's okay, you go on alone And I' [...]

[...] wash to the shore Heart an empty sardine can Bobbing on the ship's wake And I often feel like jetsam Legs tangled in algae and plastic bags But it's okay, you go on alone Wind brushed the ship's bow [...]

[...] And in water that heavy a conscience can float Like a boat, easy-now Then you laid on a boulder lit with the sun You were done I climbed a rock to breathe in the view Of what we'd become [...]

[...] as he slides beneath the surface he needs no land to stand on splash of emancipation your cry distant distraction! [...]

[...] and plastic bags But it's okay, you go on alone Wind brushed the ship's bow like my hand on your brow Wi... [...]

[...] I had a dream of a lake with a swing And your smile beamed as you swung Your yelps warmed my chest Your life was a mess, so was mine We swam, kicking our legs like a frog in a pot It was hot And in [...]

[...] you withstand the waves I'm a lighthouse for you However you wash to the shore Heart an empty sardine can Bobbing on the ship's wake And I often feel like jetsam Legs tangled in algae and [...]