You are running away with lead shoes on
I guarantee you, you won’t get far
Cause I’m chasing and I have wings on my feet
I am to deliver something to you
I won’t stop until you turn and smile
At me, and mean it this time
I’ll chase you through your hell
And into mine,
And maybe then you will pull me up
And we can be an Atlas for each other.
Because it’s your heart I want to color
But it’s not paint by number, so I don’t know where to start
You say to begin with red at the wrists
And I refuse
I say start with green at the finger tips
To help you take root
But you start- and at first it’s a black line at your wrist
And I notice that it’s a deepening red.
Suddenly the can is empty and you are red all over
And all I can do is try to sop it up with cotton balls
But it can’t be cleansed.
I step back afraid to stain my world with your life.
I step forward and you back away
Should I move toward you?
Or will you begin to run again?

02/05/2002

Posted on 07/05/2002
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