11-12-17
Faded the city lights, followed the tracks. Light hit the metal, as it came into view, and we sank to the grass. Flamed it up and let the wind take it, no worries after the streetlit suburbia. Safety from the gleam and reruns in my head. Look around and see screens, straight lines connecting time and place. Settings, take me back- as easy as clicking a button. And I know you were never down for it, and I'd feel the ice of paranoia instead of clouds, but tonight- it's as if there is no wrong, and I thank the system for this secret. Take the long way home but the long way isn't more time at all, it just lasts. Smoke's lighter than syrup, but that's still sticking to my veins like glue. Never too high to forget you, and never too far in someone's possession, that I wouldn't be tempted by you. A god inside those mirrors and symbolic moves. I've studied you, and while you do the same, you'll see there's talk around me that I just don't get with you. What a shame they haven't found you.. and as much as I dwell on your golden tides, I'm thanking my sins for the shit you'd never touch.
- (m.m)