pulled over

things running off my surface open me up 
as I keep wandering through the crowd

I watch for flames rising from the edges
can I get past this?

At the edge I stand back and look on
I swallow and take of life all its loneliness
Are there are no ghosts in darkness that can bring 
me closer to this place?

How little I know of the shadows 
stretched out into light 

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two distant spaces
in a dark universe
true love or just a matter of taking sides?

close to our eyes the 
restless voices left behind
pool the warm grey ash
doing what people have always done.

truth burns softly in perfect harmony with
the shadows covering our dreams from yesterday   
so timeless and widely spread