Lucky
Posted on November 13, 2007
Filed Under Random Thoughts
Someone’s destiny is under a statue
Where time and place is life and death
A hero gives respect to their work line
And asks why I am here
And why there are birds in November
The statue would speak if it could
Its message is a deep peaceful sleep
So this must be all a dream
And you’re an angel
Who being careful upon me
Would ask for nothing but a difference
Between moving and staying still
A kiss to the third eye
As if the shape wasn’t enough
Like I needed us to live one dream
The thought is this
Do not bleed, do not even speak
Because it sucks
Just teach us like you always have
And let the river flow
Until the shape is my shape
To heal and feel and deal with
Because my hero was inspired by you
You must be so original
You could construct a bird from a feather
Even if birds were lost to us
November doesn’t suck
And you must tell me why
Must there be another cool thing
For us to lie under and seek under
And thunder with
My figure would marry above with below
That message would be gray
And it would not deserve a statue
But I am here and so are you
In some way we are science fiction
I want everybody to know about us
This is so scary
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