Glass

(collab between py and i)

Halfway across the world, let's play a game of catch
on a whim the slave of this heart is taken captive
"Even thieves in the night can't steal my heart"
is what they whisper under this deserted moonlight shadow-
your impulse tells the story of how freedom sings your life's songs
so why do we still tug at broken strings, chasing winds across desert plains?

the world sees this tale of uncertainty, as plural as space
hand signs, eye signals, facebook relationship updates.
you are married, you are complicated, you wish you weren't single
yet you're but a single open hand, simple; the gravity holds you to this ground
you will never see the stars with a flow like yours

the lottery numbers are rolling, this thinking is as sporadic as your intentions
encased in falsity, grandeur idea, you are the death of us all, you are the humannequin
masquerades and the manufacturer's lines, we are drowning in this conformity
you are spilling out, like a production, when can you leave us be?
the crowds are verging on your state of destruction

when you can leave us be?