I live in a black hole inside your head.
In the fold of the urban sprawl and the low income bracket.
The smaller you get the bigger I grow.
Our rooms are filled with leaves obsolete and crunching underfoot screaming for new growth.
I have been by your side this whole time, are you ready?
Engine down at 30,000 feet.
The gears chew us up and spit us out.
Church slogans and fireworks.
If we own nothing, we'll leave nothing behind.
I lost my nerve at the county fair.
I've met earthworms behind the curtains and beneath the cushions.
Soft dirt, fresh air, streamers everywhere.
This is what we've been waiting to celebrate.
So lie down in the grass.
Let the veins of the state take you in.
I am terrified of what happens next.
The dull florescent lights of an empty phone booth reflect off the train and disappear again.
And all the accidents that lay in wait as you walk by, its friday night.
We all trade places and bend to each other needs.
What racket that we make.
The cops taped off the block, looks like we'll have to go around.
If the party has to stop don't take our filth away.
In a passing thought.
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