can you handle that?
brighten the other side,
of the world
because the sun can't reach
chased out of sight
can you stay mad?
lighten the pillow,
on my bed
it's become heavy
beneath my head.
paint on the ceiling
write on the wall.
might we wish,
wish for it all.
pain on the ceiling
writhe on the wall.
our world's turned,
twisted, preparing the fall.
up the stairs
down to the roof
walked up my walls
then stood aloof
walked into the bathroom,
looked down at my feet
and in the mirror i saw
no one there besides me.
i picked up a bulb
it lit in my hand.
glowed in my eyes
i gave the command
so all the lights
on the dark side of the world
flicked on so bright,
and awakened that girl
she opened her eyes
got up out of bed,
grabbed hold of the light
and understood what i'd said.
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