the record spins,
and so does my brain
“just let me hear your voice,
just let me listen.”
i’m falling slowly
and definitely apart.
all these hopes
hanging on the line,
clothespinned
and blowing in the wind.
no trains,
no planes,
no highway tracks
leading you to me,
just strangers passing through.
no you,
i know you,
i know fear,
loneliness and distance.
all these hopes
hanging on the line
keeping my heart weighed down.
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