here i am
there they are
as they always were.
light distorts it
forget about it if you can
i pay attention to details
it was like this and now it’s like this
time and space. 2 realms. always present. always slightly different.
this time it’s James. next time it’s Gabriel.
it’s a different magazine description. a different season. a slightly different hook.
did i create or was i created for this moment?
it seems selfish to assume such an ability
how long can a fox graze among sheep until he begins to lick his teeth?
the owls are not what they seem
and we’ve know this since the 1990’s
who are the owls? what do they see?
the first time i left the planet
i saw unmentionable things
if i want to talk it out
it all sounds crazy
and if you know what i mean
you know why we sing
and why this whole god damned thing
is entertaining to me