Tuesday, April 13, 2010

old souls

in billows of smoke
I waited--
in pools of fears
I drank--

she took a sip
and she took a drag
and I took a glance
and I tore myself away

she's an Old Soul
and I'm a heart in a cage
mixed signals and alien rage

she's an Old Soul
and I'm a blank nametag
tangled feet and sleeping bags

fires burn, I fall apart
I wished--
friends leave, trickle out
insist--

her mouth spun tautology
but I hung on every word
stale guitar strings
woke up every bird

she's an Old Soul
I'm another dart in the board
she plays with hearts, tugs the cords

she's an Old Soul
and I'm a fucking fool
legs dangling in dirty pools

I took a breath
I held all night
I took the hint
and swallowed hope--

she's an Old Soul,
and I'm a bed of coals,
lit in vain.

it's better than nothing.

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