Wednesday 9 July 2014

Train tracks

… And there you were in the parallel world with your hands with faces against glass
And your mouth yelling a silent song for me as I watched with eyes closed shut

The train tracks bent t’ward the skies to take you for a ride
And my superman cape flew after you to bid you my goodbye.

Oh for what is this world but a song sung by two
 Alas one note from your mouth gone forever and forever askew.

Askew, in my dreams, in this world, I long for you...

Wolf

Photos by Jackson Thomas

Words by Wolf