going to pieces without falling apart

imagine
      try to imagine
                      18 points of reference
                      18 year old broken child
                think
                    try to think up
           

a billion moments elapsed into one second
time is moving so fast for us so fast
              reaching the top
it brings back the memories of
                                        a strike across the face
                          cold metal against skin
              a million stares. the eyes have it.


all the lost lovers and the broken hearts
they are swimming in the dreams at night
at night the feelings of bitter loneliness
and waking up with a smile only to skip
class and lay in bed all day
                              this was the last chance for real life to begin

                                  there is no knowledge of what this is
                      moving forwards backwards. the course ritual
                                              of what your fingers feel like
                                  or where your lips have been since then

          at the top of a mountain
                                      looking down
                                                where they have found him
                                                                          all life:
                                                                                      it's unwound

let's mention chicago
                      and watch your lips move
                                    there's something quite beautiful

in your kisses
in your whispers and the glances caught from your glittering irises
in the motions of walking away
              the way your hips sway
                                and the tight jeans
          but it's okay

quand je vous vois
mon coeur vole