Friday, January 27, 2012

Reverie

We never made any music
said the man in blue
and shook his curly head

I never wanted any of it-
the stupid pins and
those magnets on the busted fridge

The sun came up again this morning
but you weren't there to see it
I think you were flying home again

We told her the door was locked but she
didn't want to hear it
She had places to be

There's no such thing
he told the girl in the yellow dress
but she only smiled wider

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