we are the dream.like a lightbulb left forgotten in an empty roomwe are the dream.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or the electric pulses in my head that run [currents] through to the tips of my fingers
and energize the pathways of my nervous system
that always bring those feelings back home
i feel everything.
silent breathing of the pretty (hippy) girl sleeping next to me
she dreams of gentle tides and earth and trees
maybe that is why i call her jordan when her name is ashley
or why the nerves in my lips don't respond to hers
i've never even met a jordan.
every hair on the back of her neck rises to meet my breath
and her skin still tastes like salt from the hour before
how pathetic i must have seemed to her
when i told her i couldn't fall asleep alone anymore
the days roll on and i'm still not awake.
in my trance i slip between light and radiowaves
my iris is black with a colour that can't be seen
she doesn't love me