Shuba
Bluelighter
We sit together,
a meter apart
and it should be like it was
but its not
when i talk to you now, I'm like an actor
struggling to remember my lines
and your laughter
that once contained every wonder
anyone could hope for
now contains every wrong
that ever befell anyone
It is brittle
like static lurching from the TV set
So I switch channels,
lover,
when it strikes me,
that we can't escape what we've done to each other
a meter apart
and it should be like it was
but its not
when i talk to you now, I'm like an actor
struggling to remember my lines
and your laughter
that once contained every wonder
anyone could hope for
now contains every wrong
that ever befell anyone
It is brittle
like static lurching from the TV set
So I switch channels,
lover,
when it strikes me,
that we can't escape what we've done to each other
