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Nov. 3rd, 2011 07:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
proximoception"I wanted to be the shine in your eyes.
Now it's you I need to convince I could never have shone.
You took me for my disguise.
Did I take you for your own?
What did you ever do?
And who the hell are you?"
All that makes sense is four frogs on a step in a garden where you'll never go.
The first is round and the second is small and they sit in the rain in a row.
"Someday, in payment for all its attacks
I will split the air clean with an axe.
I'll return to the start and I'll walk downhill
To where the high river lays claim to the road
And I'll make my abode
In the mud like a toad
And breed curses until...I no longer will
And the river erases my tracks."
Now it's you I need to convince I could never have shone.
You took me for my disguise.
Did I take you for your own?
What did you ever do?
And who the hell are you?"
All that makes sense is four frogs on a step in a garden where you'll never go.
The first is round and the second is small and they sit in the rain in a row.
"Someday, in payment for all its attacks
I will split the air clean with an axe.
I'll return to the start and I'll walk downhill
To where the high river lays claim to the road
And I'll make my abode
In the mud like a toad
And breed curses until...I no longer will
And the river erases my tracks."
