narwhal

floating thinking being something

taking meaning and giving you the rest

of this sentence I left out in the rain to write til I'm right as precipitation 

falling down into this uphill battle we've been waging since your memories were less hazy

but they just forgot the directions is all, give em a call and I'm sure they are on their way

left right left right left, marchin to a beat, winding through the streets as if today were still around

though its astray because you never let it go, got to have your edges straight and your insides shut away

cuz the bait, its on the end of my hook, not at the end of this book you've been judgin from cover to cover 

like one day you might see the lines for what they have been trying to be

but you won't open your mind to perceive
so the lines will never bleed for you

keep your eyes where you've seen, there is no after, just this before that

get back
to your dreams, cuz the scenes will only meld if they are complete

like rainbows and waterfalls, we will never find the end

just let it start before the circle finds its seat 

spittin wads of chewed up trees

to remind you that this

is me

and you

have to wake up

or else your dreams won't ever be dreams