when you wake up in the morning
to find that all of your ancestors are gone
and you look into the mirror and can't tell
which side of the joke you're landing on
when your judgment has abandoned you
to sing those duets all on your own
will you walk it off, laugh anyways
do something just to rattle these bones?

when your legs are sequenced diamonds
and the writings in your hands are opaque
and your high heels ring like gunshots
that echo in the silence of your wake
when your eyes have grown too heavy
and the flowers in your hair all wilt away
will you cast yourself into the seas
or sink under the weight of your days?

when you see the open window
and contemplate the context of the clues
and you long to touch her midnight hair,
her satin dress shimmering blue
when she took you in for shelter
and contrived all the promises of june
did she fill your cup with memories
or wishes wasted on a paper moon?

when we thought that we had found each other
pinned upon the billboards in the sky
until the night they all went dark
i watched you vanish right before my eyes
when the bottom of my gypsy dreams
has seen the scene and chosen to drop out
will i search the earth to rest my bones
or plant seeds of our memories for to sprout?