its jaws
you seem to keep your wings tied on
mine have fallen far from the core
and it seems you are of the skies
and i dive deeper below
the surface flourescent
between your world and mine
i wish on every single
weightless hope
on every buoyant ambition that floats
over my head to high to pull me up
hanging around on your ledge
has left me airsick and wishful
to be back in my aqueous oblivion
where everything and you and me
are correlated
