newboyfridge

I watched the sun come up
Just outside the window
Crimson and the clearest orange
All i could remember was talking to you
I cant remember what i said
But its what i want to say

we are in last place
but i’m not sure if i ever want to finish
it’s so beautiful here
and i have no idea who you are
yet i jumped in to save you
into water, so cold it burned
we talked about nothing
but i can’t remember your voice
i can’t remember you even talking at all
i don’t know what it means

she sings to me, sweetly
sings in words and phrases
in lines and colours
defining mortality
but never potential
she sings of a place
free of minds, free of giants
where there aren’t choices or confusion
only content

Smeared across the tabletop,
You’ll find me,
Beaten, broken
Searching for the reason, a reason,
For anything at all
And just when you think I’m stone,
I’ll awaken, breathe breath, life
And rise, never to see the depths
Of black, plight
Instead, replaced by colour,
Magnificent colour,
Shade, hue and light

We were taken by the water
when no one was looking
taken, overflowing
torrents, tides
and we wept
as the cities grew darker
our cities, our homes
lost in our eyes
lost in our hearts
we were taken by the water
we were taken

tell me of your savior
how he lived, how he died
spoon-feed me bullshit
of how he saved your life 
Tell me of the blessings
of the good on the earth
tell me that it’s okay
even though we’re cursed

I am a boy
Whose clothes never
quite fit right

Been starving, myself
These past few weeks
Too busy pushing
Forward, holding my ground
Fighting for progress
Against these conceptions in me
And after all
All it took
Was the patience of a lover
And some words from my mother

distant, it came to me
ringing over fields, cities
a howl, a tune, sweet melody
intoxicating
it pulled me, weightlessly
through impossibility and disbelief
led me through the grey, the silent
so that our eyes would meet
and everything would change
lines and boundaries
definitions, mortality

how many moments
do i spend, sitting still 
a wanderer of the past
fluttering through memories
a beautifully slight dance
spending a view moments
here and there
thinking about the people
and lessons that brought me here
and suddenly, you
just you
i fixate on your eyes, smile
sincere, serene
suddenly im sure, im certain
that i should not be afraid to wonder
that no matter were i wander
you’re just wandering too