The years fly by on golden wings
Glittering and dangerous
They do not wait
I feel like there is something I need to show you
Something you will understand
Instead of figuring it out someday
Never knowing what it is that you figured out
Or why you had to age to understand
I think of the freedom of a child’s mind
I think of how trapped I am in mine
How the years have caged me
Like their words
Like their dirty looks
And I feel it all
Like I feel the moon
Ache
But
I want you to understand the beauty
I want you to feel the rain on your bare skin
I want you to feel the words that are building up in your soul like a cancer
I want you to write it out
I want you to abandon your dreams late at night
I want you to abandon the reality that is holding you
Unmoved
Stone
Like the statues of the past
Their hard
Cold faces
Locked up in museums
Like the faces of our politicians
I want you to feel the world
I want you to feel the years flying by on golden wings
Glittering and dangerous
They will not wait for you
Or your soul
So touch them like you touch the smooth black bars of the playground
Your hands creating a rhythm that moves from your fingers to some secret spot deep down in your chest
Your soul
Feel it
Feel it like you feel the beauty
Like you feel the drugs
And the love
Hold death
Hold the moment delicately
In your mapped out hands
The sunrise
The sunset
The full moon
Pregnant with magic
Stop time
Let the stars fill you up
Their brilliance inside of you
Like smiles
Like prayers
And beautiful days
Things the Cyclops eye of the camera cannot catch
Preserve
The patient silence
The hanging moments
Your heartbeat
Like a time piece
Live
Write
Dream
