We are poetry, he says
Step after step
Under bright lights that drown out the stars.
You commission them to turn off.
defeat takes his seat
back on the brick sign
We are poetry, I reply
glance after glance
over the cement guard rails onto the highway, we tower.
Vertigo takes it's toll.
fears too subtle for fears
along we walk again.
We are poetry
Smile after smile
On abandoned soccer seats we tell of
lullabies our futures tease.
songs we hope will play along
until another tune catches our ear.
You are poetry, the moon shouts
We scream "we love you, moon!"
We hold the jealousy of Robert Frost, the admiration of an
only child, the appreciation from words that have so long been
ill-used. The declaration of never-ending train tracks. The
motivation of inspiration and understanding hearts.
Yes, my brother, we are poetry indeed.
Step after step
Under bright lights that drown out the stars.
You commission them to turn off.
defeat takes his seat
back on the brick sign
We are poetry, I reply
glance after glance
over the cement guard rails onto the highway, we tower.
Vertigo takes it's toll.
fears too subtle for fears
along we walk again.
We are poetry
Smile after smile
On abandoned soccer seats we tell of
lullabies our futures tease.
songs we hope will play along
until another tune catches our ear.
You are poetry, the moon shouts
We scream "we love you, moon!"
We hold the jealousy of Robert Frost, the admiration of an
only child, the appreciation from words that have so long been
ill-used. The declaration of never-ending train tracks. The
motivation of inspiration and understanding hearts.
Yes, my brother, we are poetry indeed.
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