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Sequoia


Forever to noon

Smoke on my tongue

Take one step backward

Eyes on the ground                                              

And I’m nauseous

 

Colors fade away

Black to white to gray

Needles in my arm

I’m wide awake

And sleepwalking

 

The push and pull

Of this thirsty crowd

The sky isn’t high enough

But silence is too loud

So hold on tight

 

Hoods come up

My lips are stained

I’ve got the head of a lion

Ink in my veins

Baby drawing

 

We taste the pavement

Cold against my leg

Your breath is taboo

They’ll give what they take

Your parallel spirit

 

Lace up your shoes

Sequoia is calling

And I start to wonder

Am I jumping or falling

Or unwinding

 

I’ll take a light in the dark

You’re a submarine on fire

I’ve been flying all night

The dirt sparkles, you’re tired

So sleep here tonight

 

I’m high and low

Dreaming and mending

Sequoia, she tells me

The world is ending

And I let go

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