What Words Will Tell You

from the back of the crowd
i watched you gesture at the stars,
like everything was beyond

our grasp, and i gasped at
how you laughed like there were
a million reasons not to care

about where we are headed
and the wind takes us with
it like a guide and i am pacing

the corridors of my mind as
though there are clues waiting for
me to discover but

they hide in crevices and wait
for the right moment to
reveal themselves

to us they seem so strange and
if they come they have little to say
about why they visited at all




i'd like to press holes into our bodies
and wait to watch them heal like new
just to see how human we are

the train passes and we are waiting
for the next line to come while
we're standing in the middle of the crowd like

there is a train that comes just for us
and if taken at the right time
we will end up like we should

but maybe we shouldn't be and maybe
i don't want to take the right train
and ride the right car and take the

right steps to make things look alright
because my train has no name and
no determined destination

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