Rest your head,
and close your eyes.
I will guide you through this waking dreamland,
this gilded city,
Home to the jaded and the naïve.
One blood,
One mind,
We’ll give birth to a child-
a sullen faced infant.
Friendless, hopeless, lawless,
she will embody this straitjacket sensation
and exemplify everything
we could never quite grasp-
Pleasure and privilege
just past the horizon.
We hoped for
the sun tinged rise and fall
of ocean waves,
But what we got was
the lullaby of a lunatic
who hems and haws-
Never quite awake,
Never truly asleep.
One blood,
One mind.
We are everyone,
and we are no one.
We live.
We love.
We are alone.
