That's Cool

I walk on lines made of
something like spun glass
pulled too far apart
I'm twisted like that too

I try to keep from leaning
on the arms of people who
take them away like
Lucy tricks Charlie Brown
I keep trusting

I keep trusting

Looking at sunset
remembering
the elaborate game of peek-a-boo
we play each night
I forget that you do it too

But that's cool
We took too long in trying to see
the veins of broken in the other
now all I want is..

all I want is..