veins carrying coal
to your heart
arteries carrying saline
from mine
standing at the edge of a cloud
no wings to fly
no will to try
we've bled out
oceans through our eyes
we've answered every question
with a why
why
my chest
an open sky
on a summer night
the sweat beads
on my upper lip
the fissures
in your eyes
one reflecting light
the other letting it pass through
the rainbow between
the cusp of our palms
an upside down slide
colors dripping away
look,
how our rainbow has
turned white
words turning
in to floating burned flakes of
paper
in our mouths
we look at each other
two people
two people
who look like
sand clocks
quietly
slipping away
trying to fill up
the craters
on the face
of the moon
not any time soon
not any time soon
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