helium

I die every moment

And see it all new

Again and again

Helium breath

Grip my strings to get to know me

Show me where my skin is

I forget

Feel it for me

Crawl inside my lungs and breath for me

Be my earth for me

Rock-solid 

Sedimentary

Layered

I chip to your center

Like a tootsie pop in summer

And find a bunch of artifacts

Matches

Leather

Apple pie

The world is quiet when he speaks

I think the power goes out in some cities

I can taste him when he talks

Peaches and bourbon

He’s my sixth sense

My ghost is now a witness

My strings are tied to his shoulders 

A sort of gravity

But the skies always got me, too

His mama is a lover

Taught him how to hold with intention

With an unspoken promise

There are no riddles here

Just clarity around the dinner table

He plays this record

Back in Brooklyn

Sometimes I think Mazzy Star manifested this for us

Knew we’d be here

Consuming each other in the lazy flicker of a candle

Fading 

Into it all