We moved on from
sounding like each other;
in another week,
we'll be whole again.
Such a short time to
make an album
start to finish.
How much faster
is the speed of light?
24hrs of blurred faces;
one small, square room
where we run the races.
Gold ring on your finger,
cigarette,
I remember you,
in the ocean,
as you crawled onto
dry land,
the music stopped.
