No So Subtle Noises In the Next Room 2002-10-15
We were diving into convertation Without a wet suit Pretending to ignore the cat-calls Of our veins We forgot for an instant That our paths are often Too parallel for us to cross Without causing a lot of damage So we yearn to reach out And strangle each other with tenderness Yet held back By fear of a reoccuring nightmare Not that we ever got much sleep anyway But when the dynamic dreams of yesturday Froze into shards of stagnant reality It seemed to steal Any heat that we had But we can't fall apart Over a loose spring In our lives We just have to go on Knowing that what we shared Others will only dream of touching ~Matt Magus
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