we were such bricks
every song a brick of darkness
mixing a night of tears into the mortar
of a childhood wall
smashed
in the growing into a youth
of even darker darkness
between the neon welcomes
and the whinnying light
across a chasm of longing
tightrope
the lads and the girls
the yearns and the tales
bravado in the height
of the light in the pints of laughter
across a chasm of longing
over even darker darkness
sitting
under the wrap of talking slowing
the breaths of deaf eyes blinking
at the drawn light of rooms
spun around a conversation of two
into one who says no you after you
smashing
it is to enmesh the darkness
knitted in brows of ships
that did not pass in the night
but are hauled ashore on a
deserted island by right
in the darkness not light
decided
to build a wall of black bricks
around a black candle’s wick
circling the wagons around
the smuttering light
born into darkness of
a childhood’s wall
building another night
of tears in the mortar
of every song that bricked off darkness
who said it’s alright
who said it’s alright
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