This moment..
A clear cold night the sky has truth & an unassuming
moon
The east bay is a delicate necklace of lights draped over
dark water
From up here I see a city I love, a city I’ve had illusions
about,
I try to see his house in the landscape of small colored
squares but
This song makes me feel inflated, I feel dark & light I
feel magic & winter
I feel forest & fire and the icy chill of the blue
night air gone fragile on my cheek,
And all the while,
We were steady going under…
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