high violet

i fell asleep in her branches

and in the ground the morning was wet

the city spins

but the city it never forgets

 

you were more than a hero

and less than a happy ending away

thought we could start from zero

and fuck all the troubles away

 

but you can’t start at the surface

when you’ve already entered every pore

i say hello to my heroes

and wonder what the heroes are for

 

when all the silver city

with all the silver girls

give us black dreams

 

we did it for glory

and all the things that you see on tv

we did it from memory

and all the tape that holds together our dreams

 

so it ends with a whimper

my hand on the phone that never rang

i keep it inside

because the outside just makes it sting

 

i fall asleep in her branches

but her birds

they never sing

i dream of your nightmares

and have nightmares about my dreams

 

when all the silver city

with all the silver girls

give us black dreams

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(dedicated to conversation 16 by the national)

2 Comments

  1. Oh My GOd – are you for real! This is way beyond beautiful! Loved it you fabulous woman!

  2. much gratitude, kriti. i am a man though ;) or a facsimile thereof.

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