What I Wish/What I Want

How I wish to embed myself

into these tracks

that escape into nothing...

...No, their not coming back.

How I wish to insist on

this perilous act...

When you're doomed

is there room

for a blue rose

to bloom?...

How I wish to descend

with the fire at my heels

while my skin stretches back,

and the fast spinning wheels

make a rhythm that screams

of it all coming down...

...Grinding to a huge halt

At the end of the town.

How I know this will happen?...

What I think, and I feel

are two differing engines

that are closed off like steel

from each other, and what

you have all pre-supposed...

I am fucking with fire,

but I like where it goes...

©

2/14/20

Fallen Sparrow (Alessa Cleanse)