until it all fades

we shall burn our names

into the stars

history lives in us

in leaves and deeds and screams

we are part of a greater story

though we can only see

our chapter

true, sometimes the magic ebbs

twitching words slip restless +

uneasy from loose lips

obstacles lumber lock into place

when you’re the hero

there are no capes, claps or guarantees

just love, pain and bloody kneecaps

but our tiny petty thoughts

our soulstained hopes

our arrogantly beautiful yearnings

to stretch fingertips towards the moon

still count

still mean something

still join

the endless fantastical reality

of the universe

Dedicated to the memory of 9/11 and all those who suffered, never forget. 


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