There was this mystical energy
floating in the streets and parking
lots , this sense of companionship
only possible when people actually
come out of their homes.
There was this mystical energy
floating between our bones and
muscles, this sense of companionship
only possible when people actually come
out of their minds.
Did you see all the witches and rabbis with pink cheeks
swimming in the rain water, while staying dry.
Did you see me, helpless near the river, waiting for
you to hold my poisoned skin in your own.
