Sunday, January 13, 2008

Across Tables

I’ve been spending a lot of time with my peers
Eating and drinking and discussing the future.
I’ve sat across tables and stared into pristine eyes
And all I wanted to do was to reach across the room and feel
The beat of a blank slate heart
To press closed youthful lips and say hush…
It’s gonna be okay and I haven’t a worry in the world
Because if we realized by half how beautiful
These worries and these fears make us
As we’re driving in our cars beneath the city light,
As we wake up with headaches not knowing where we are
Or where we’re going,
As we huddle together every night and whisper,
We’d know that this is what they meant by living.

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