27 years

everyone’s so tired

and so numb

the closet’s all packed

with skeletons

everyone says your eyes are young

but they haven’t walked under this sun

they don’t live under a microscope

these cells don’t replicate so perfectly

i’ve been held up in burrow

for around 26 years

I’ve been waiting for you

for around 27

I’ve been making my rounds

these neglected rustic playgrounds

merry go-rounds rotate slow

they don’t see you coming

if you would mean it

I would mean it

everyone breaks promises

but I won’t break it

you know I dreamed about you

for 27 years I distilled you

and mulled about it

turning you over, studying

27 years of planning

please amount to something

 

 

 

 

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