Sing! With more terror!!!

There are days when all I can think about

Are the ways you remind me of

Detective novels and bees nests

And that photograph of us from the first night we met

Before anything had been spoken

Except the click of shutters and
The rain pouring down like it was the first rain in history and

Something about Lord of The Rings.

I spend so much time trying not to apologise

That my heart beats at 1,260 times per minute.

I am a blue throated hummingbird, reading Moby Dick

And swinging everything in the room around me with my mind

And this tiger on my wrist, it tells me I need to sing

With more terror

In order to understand the way the earth turns.

This is a universe factory

With two hands and a heart the size of a piano organ

Sometimes if you touch me the most beautiful sounds come out

Some days I wake up with my skin on fire

And I could take over the sun

If I was sure you wouldn’t become Icarus and fly too close

You told me that there were people that have never seen the sea

But my mind doesn’t have that much imagination.

And I believe in space, but science hasn’t taught me how to be alone

The space between my head and my heart keeps growing

I don’t know how to keep them from drifting apart.

I want to believe in a god
Who invented sherbet and mini umbrellas
Instead, I turn everyone I know into planets and leave them circling the sun

Hoping that even if you fly too close

You won’t burn up

There is a ghost that lives behind my ears.

Some days, all I can hear are his songs

They turn me into the opposite of Midas,

Turning everything gold into wood

My hands become trees and grow deep into the earth

Like all I’ve ever wanted to do is hold him

To climb under his skin and bury myself there

I am a mermaid

Falling though the mists above the Mooney Bridge

Some days it feels like flying

And some days, I hit the ground with the most wondrous crash

And I am never really sure which days I prefer.

So I will become the twelfth, crashing through walls

Floundering my hands and saving worlds

Running with the terror in my heart

Living like my past lives might one day catch up with me

And by god, I hope they’d be proud of where we’ve gotten to.