Your veil lets on my
centre of gravity
circling my own tremor
and boundless scream
revealing the hologram.
I wish i could catch your tears,
and record their dive
so the sound adorns the song
and sorrounds your woes with all the joy,
sacrificing them.
Oh dear
for what i've become
my eyes are now clear
through me i see you.
Diluting the wince that renders
normative emotional states
i've rewrittten my scripts
into liminal phrases.
I wish i could catch your tears,
and record their dive
so the sound adorns the song
and sorrounds your woes with all the joy,
hence the name before our birth.
Oh dear
for what i've become
my eyes are now clear
through me i see you.