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Semi-Indulgent Moon Bounce

I am if not a man of routine  
A glass half full is a still a big spill if it tips
I can't believe you’d let those words slip 
So make like Pluto and demote yourself 
That's only something you'd say 
While imagining someone else 
The floodgates were opened and now it's time to build a dam 
And remember the patterns of the river if you can
You can't recite your own phone number but let's see if you can focus on what I deem important 
Keep wearing your wardrobe like stained glass;
Better hanging up and subtly religious
I filed my petition to make you a God, with almost enough signatures 
But the town atheists caught wind and didn't bother 
So here I am, still struggling to look at you as an equal
A middle ground is what we're not tracking 
And my moral compass is still locating
I know you'd be the archer if I'd let you
Help me find north, and put your arrow right through the rose you gifted me 
And leave it hanging there, impaled on the moss side of the tree 
And if you need a huntsman to provide for you, let it be me 
What does it mean if when I get close to you, 
My logic compass needs to recalibrate?
I don't know if I believe in soulmates,
But silence would be yours, instead of me of course 
I still can't piece together how I watched you sleep, 
But somehow you left through the door I had open just a crack 
NASA called, 
They want their aerodynamics back 
So make like a scientologist 
and remove yourself from our created environment 
I hope time travel is real 
So I can see this all unfold again 
I really love the part 
where we made everyone invested 
I'm so stuck in my head trying to watch it all unfold again 
I really love the part 
where we made everyone wonder what was said 
And I have to say, what's in my head does the trick sometimes
It's not you in the flesh, 
But I try to be a glass half full kind of guy

Copyright © Matthew Bailey | Year Posted 2023

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