I am drawing hearts for the world
I am dancing on clichés like a child
Let me be a colloquial mess for a while on this journey
Togetherness, though fleeting, is my fool’s illusion
Let me swim in ignorance tonight
The songs rang from their mouths like a people’s army
who fought to know one another by name for the first time
and there You were staged for the final order.
You said be and it was.
You told us to kill the pain and we did.