1.7.12

alone in the clouds all blue

we promised we'd stay

and we'd have conversations
(real or imaginary)
with clowns and lions
(red nosed or reindeered)
and laugh at all the right places
(i'll tip my hat and gape at your head)
and pretend we're singing
(off key and melodiously)

but here i am
(alone in the night)
counting the floaters in my eyes
(purple and blue and wily white)
listening to footsteps
(there's a ghost upstairs)
and waiting for sleep to come.

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(title from flaming, pink floyd again - yippee, you can't see me, but i can, you.)

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