You Shall Know the Spirit – Pfarmers
Maybe this time when I
look in the mirror I
won’t see a face
that’s so far from my own.
Maybe on a closer
inspection detection
of the differences
fade away.
In my mind I’ve got
some static frame from
some film that’s
never played.
And the man in there
never moved – he soothes.
He’s always from
a distant day.
But the light I hold
should fade away.
I’d never want to be
forever unchanged.
Because imprinted on my wake,
handfuls of birds strewn across
a lake.
I won’t see their beaks because
I can’t stay awake.
–
Mind is swirling with
northern lights, my pith
won’t stay quiet it will
never not shift.
Seasinks
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