Refraction

we are young
and confused
we are broken
and we’re losing
control
one thousand miles and i’m headed to shore
the world is getting closer and my head hits the floor
we are lost
and alone
i am chilled
to the bone
break me apart
and i’m empty at heart
eleven fake dollars
and a broken guitar
we’re on the street
and it’s cold
we are wet
but we’re bold
we let our destinies unfold
can’t you see
where we are
we’re the corners
and the bars
we are
empty promises
and grudges long gone
made from gray paper
and broken coin jars
we are sitting in the corner
and we’re waiting for home
waiting for the night
that we don’t spend all alone
everyone
looks outside
and tonight they see
what mirrors wouldn’t show

~ by two of us, riding rainclouds on May 19, 2008.