Beautiful feather hovering overground. We're similar, we're both being pushed by the wind. Through the air to wherever. . Haven't I seen you before?. Haven't you been here before?.
There was a bright light. But it was an off white. Upside down memory. . I'm caught in a landslide. I'm caught in a joyride. As my blood. Begins to thin.
"Better be good", I've said. Better be bad, I've done. Better be told, what you want. Better believe, in what?. . Better to think about it. Better to live without it.
I won't tell you my name. I avoid all those things. All together, I'm so high. Well, I know it was dumb. Staring right at the sun. Stoned forever. . Well, it won't be the first or the last time.
So you're thinking about tomorrow. And all those simple things you think you might like. But you've been sipping] in the daylight, you see. Well, I've been trying to keep things light.