The Distance Is Nearsighted
I've only been away a week
Ago I left my house
My hometown is a photograph
My mouth quits, clicks, no noise
Pollution outside every airport
Parking drive around
A round circles under eyes
Language class text don't speak
The distance is near-sighted
And how far away is calculated in days
And the distances gets nearer-sighted
Till the far away extends out, expires, and dies.
Softly whispered schedule
Of movements from a space
A place mat organizing file folders
Getting bigger
Thicker accents start to swell
Slowly outwards towards the shoreline
Connecting dots where buildings
Grow up, fuck, and rot to dust
The distance is near-sighted
And how far away is calculated in days
And the distance gets nearer-sighted
Till the far away extends out, expires, and dies.
A slow hour turns and passes away
A ways always in the air
Travel show them proof of
Miles flown into the waveless sea
I see the world won't stop moving
A loop, it's static.
Still nights vanish,
Sleep is a dream where
the distance is near-sighted
And how far away is calculated in days
And the distance gets nearer-sighted
Until the far away extends out, expires, and dies.
Ago I left my house
My hometown is a photograph
My mouth quits, clicks, no noise
Pollution outside every airport
Parking drive around
A round circles under eyes
Language class text don't speak
The distance is near-sighted
And how far away is calculated in days
And the distances gets nearer-sighted
Till the far away extends out, expires, and dies.
Softly whispered schedule
Of movements from a space
A place mat organizing file folders
Getting bigger
Thicker accents start to swell
Slowly outwards towards the shoreline
Connecting dots where buildings
Grow up, fuck, and rot to dust
The distance is near-sighted
And how far away is calculated in days
And the distance gets nearer-sighted
Till the far away extends out, expires, and dies.
A slow hour turns and passes away
A ways always in the air
Travel show them proof of
Miles flown into the waveless sea
I see the world won't stop moving
A loop, it's static.
Still nights vanish,
Sleep is a dream where
the distance is near-sighted
And how far away is calculated in days
And the distance gets nearer-sighted
Until the far away extends out, expires, and dies.
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Andrew Petersen
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