so remote
far from me like icebergs i see through binoculars
and hear
over a cold sea
i want to get closer
i thought we were the same?
but look, there you are
over there
magnificent
natural
and thats when i notice what i am
in relation to you
nothing the same...
my body is the big cheap cruise ship
faded white with strange gold accessories
soul is the little man
washing dishes
cleaning toilets
constantly being belittled and
forgotten
my mind is the asshole
laying on the deck chair
showing off
ordering mix drinks
smoking to look cool
trying to fuck the rest of the passengers
just because he
can
and my love is the bartender
listening to everyone else's
stories
patiently serving them all
longing for so many things
hidden beneath his smile
the bartender whose name no one knows
the quiet bartender who gives the impression
he will be
endlessly
silently
replaced
and
replaced
and
replaced
and so i look again
at your amazing integration
stare down at my fucked up
crew
look again
at your integration
nothing separate
you are one "thing"
fully engaged
involved and massive
and i feel cheap
so i close my eyes
turn the music up
float away
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