I can
Never tell what you’re thinking
When you scan the perimeter wall,
Like you’re tryna find seams so you can look out
On the great fields of nothing at all.
Yeah you look like a prophet
When your eyes go dusty and dim.
Got that dip to your head and you act like it’s yours
Though nothing here really is.
I’d go back and change
If I could.
Find a different place
If I could.
Hopes thrown high and falling,
Looking back up the spine of the arc,
Like we could’ve been fixed in place at the acme
If not for the swallowing dark.
When you spit your predictions
I can feel your heart skip a beat.
Like we’re caracals jumping at birds flying by,
Getting feathers stuck in our teeth.
And you know I’d change
If I could.
I would keep us safe
If I could.
Now you’re here
At the old redoubt,
And it’s time
And you’re freaking out,
At the lip
Of a wide, cold mouth.
Times like these,
Oh, they could swallow you whole.
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