Backbone Launchpad from DEMSO by O Key

sun is up on tuesday morning
i am up on tuesday morning
swimming upwards from a tide-washed lunar fabric mirror
a love's weight
hoping it just disappears

ceiling fan above me dancing
negotiating with my whirlpool ears
should i continue to hunt heavens
bottled up inside this atmosphere?

sun is up on tuesday morning
the world it owes me nothing
am i the ten thirty
make my martens because i'm the ten thirty

what does it mean to me
when i remember you could be here
spinal ripples forming backbone launchpad
the soul takes singeing in the stratosphere

ceiling fans above me witness
can you attest to what i'm feeling here?
eyes caught i call ahead 'alright these meats?'
are these the kinds of things you want to hear?

your smile overwhelms me
yes your smile it overwhelms me
your eyes they overwhelm me
your eyes they overwhelm me

like windows i can see inside
a crystal heart refracting sunshine
time and light around you bend and warp and break
like reach from a black hole

how can someone so compact have
such immensity of influence?
reincarnated from a cosmic soul
in a celestial body i could hold

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