Floaters

We could be floaters, darling
Untied and undefined
Have warm weather always just down the road
Spoon in Sri Lanka,
Or gentrify Atlantis.
With our dumb luck a sure thing,
Why would we hesitate?

'Course there'll be times when I must sit alone and write it down
I'll explain it someday real well.
The riddles of my prose I long to tell you,
The remnants of a muse upon your face
Wherever you go,
Or wherever you stay.

And though the fallout we will crawl off in our own ways
The grand demise of all,
So trivial, loiters in our wake,
In pretty patterns of decay,
Ashes falling into place...
This is the love which we fall in.

The storms came on their own,
The puddles left with time,
The malcontent remains.
I'm not blowing smoke when I say,
Darling, the struggle's gone,
Judging by the force which we all will fall in.



Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Hayes
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