Channel Perfume

On the subject of Parallel Worlds

Put my poem on replay

Allow this life to slip away

Close your eyes

And feel your heartbeat

Beat

To your thought strings

Strung together

Like beads

 

Snip, snip

Do we fit

Together

 

Two odd

Dumbed down

Talking slow to the world

 

Fast-paced love affair

 

It is strange

That the stranger

Is not a stranger

That love

Can be loving

That life

Can be lived

 

Foreigners

Are not foreign to music

You are on every billboard that I see

In every word that I forget to write

In every dream that I forget to dream

 

You are

In my every silence

Speaking

 

I stop slipping up

Start sloppily sloping back

Until we are back to back

 

Parallel

Lines

Would be wrong

To cross

 

The orphanage

And fire

Burning down

The building

Remember

 

Barren

And bruised

And scarred

Try, try to remember

 

You are on every paper that I write on

You are every character in my story

You the reason why I write

 

Do you know not to fall asleep

That this is not safe

And that there is no safety

 

What I have are straws

That I clutch onto

Like drawings

Drawn

With red paint

On bloody hands

 

And I have to hand it to you

It is yours

And yours alone

 

There is no one else

There is nothing else

All I have is you

 

You are all I have

You are all I want

You make me feel better

Because you are better

 

I do not know why

But you see me

As someone worth seeing

For forever

I have known you

 

Angel eyes

You are the angel

I must open my eyes to see

 

You are my dream

And I am no longer dreaming

With my eyes closed

And so

My dreams are coming true

 

So it does not matter if I let my guard down

And fall asleep

As I will not be sleeping

 

I will be dreaming

And it will be real

As this world is real

 

I see that now

Yes, I see

 

It is not just a dream

This is my dream

 

And you are in it

You are

Centre stage

 

With wide eyes widening

And jaw tightening

And laugh trickling down my back

And spine

Hurting

 

And when you feel what I feel

And know what I know

It would be stupid to think this stupid

 

We are mirrored in each other’s eyes

And though it sounds strange

We are strange

And the nonsensical

Makes sense

And is more than nonsense

It is incense

 

And the scent of burning substance

We will be the biggest

Bossiest

Smashing

Smash hit

 

Hurting

Aching

Drained

Couple

Falling down the drain

 

Through the reflection

Through the looking glass

 

To see ourselves

In the maze

Playing card games

And fighting wicked witches

With our brooms

And wands and magic

We will lead the people

Into battle

With themselves

 

We will fight it out

And win

Because we refuse to lose

 

We will not die until we get to live

And we will not be living until we live together

So get your act together

 

Make the murmur of your voice in my ear

In my throat

In my mind

Real in this reality

 

Conversations before

This time

Snatches

Snatched away

And hands torn apart

Missing the part when I let you part

When I left you

Why would I leave you

 

Come home

To yourself

I was not seeing straight

Now I know

You are the one I am chasing

You are the one I was waiting for

 

Instead of chasing tails in circles

Like the bubbled

Supression

Popping

Out like

Lollipops

And rich

Red

Fake colouring

 

I want the truth

I want

What is real

I want you

And also

Something I forgot to say

I love you too

 

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