twisting turning anyway, just to make it easier for the box to fit into the shape
who cares what comes from the wears and tears from years of shoving it into place
who cares what cost they may come at
ah but we try to do so
because we felt love for one another in the safe mist of the dark grey worldly waves
because we felt the sex and moments of warmnth that spilled from our bodies was a sure sign
so we twist you and I, and for years we remain flexible
but when the night was nigh, I crawled into the armchair and asked the stars if Magellan could appear and guide me somewhere quiet and safe and one so far your not near...
I awaited Magellan and kept twisting until my spine snapped and I stood upright...
Being my own
guide post to the sea
I stopped twisting and swam out as far as possible
now I float effortlessly upon the waves and stare up on the
platform sky.....the waters are bright, hot and soothing...and
Magellean stops by on his two by four raft and tells me daily
"I am so glad you could make it!"