Blue Foundation - Sweep
The floor you walk on is smooth There is no ground thereMagic begins with blood Outside, there are trees,With concrete under their roots But I have passed the tombs of kings,Regaled them with pacing, checked bins for food and wrappingsI have scoured the seas for miles, cloaked my face with ashMy fingertips opening, accepting my timeThe dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettesFor me, I'm your sorrowCalling in your dreamsFor me, I'm your shadowHowling in the streetsTomorrow, I will walk the streetsAnd steel myself for the familiar Your eyesWill not settle, a hunger You'd be happier in your graveWhen we meet, share stories, you stretch me I see,I see a semi-circle of teethThe dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettesFor me, I'm your sorrowCalling in your dreamsFor me, I'm your shadowHowling in the streets
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