Inside your Window

Inside your window
I see the light
Open up your curtains
Let me see through you

I belong now
I belong now to you

We write in poetry what we don’t mean in real life
There’s nothing in Marseille
There’s nothing Toulouse

Let me in I will make you a misfit
You will hate me for the rest of the night
But that’s alright

I will write that I love you
But I won’t mean it

Inside your window
I see the light
Open up your curtains
Let me see through you

I belong now
I belong now to you

 

 

Bridges

I smirk at the sun
She hates me back

I frown at the moon
it will be over soon

I broke my ankle
to be a pirate

I stood
on a wooden foot
and gave my heart
to the sea

The bridges are broken
go under
rise from below

Is it real, the distance between the pit and the peak?
Is it real, the distance between my eye and the moon’s?

I’ll break a bridge or two
to get where I’m going to

I stood on a mountain
and faced mankind

The bridges are broken
go under
rise from below