Distant

distant, so distant was a smile on her lunar face distant were the last year’s bricks of the mouldy last year’s factory distant are the colorful lights of the ferris wheel we used to ride distant is the white sand beach where you turned into a strawberry cloud distant is the desert mile stifling in June as in January distant are the missing kids carried away from homes of misery distant is that washed-up boat spread across the dozen of cities distant is the day I was born that dog’s day of dog’s summer distant is my skin from my body my brain miles away from my heart distant are the joys of youth in a haunted chamber up in the attic distant are all those faces all those voices & their echoes just the echoes ever so d i s t a n t