an attempt to tip the scales

losing what i love in a mess of details

Friday, May 26, 2006

Umbrellas like Crowns

by Surreal as sunlight

I am just a man
who can fill a shirt
There is no gaping emptiness
within these cotton sleeves

They are always above your head
but you only notice the clouds
When the train is punctual

It's just the like freckles
that you only notice
when you're in love
the lovefreckles

here in the city
you're lucky to see
one or two stars

but you jerked me to the farm
where i first perceived
the hundreds that dot your face

somehow it was always better
when your hair was down
like a thousand Japanese walkers
with umbrellas like crowns

but we took them down to see the sun

then each shirt grew bigger
with every eye-locked glance

and so I had to let the grains fall
and let them stop tugging at my threads

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