You believe in magic

Portland OR

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You believe in the crossroads that's where we meet in the liminal spaces between words, thoughts, feelings Reality or dreams, they are both essential You agree wholeheartedly You believe in rock and roll illusion, delusion, and true freedom anarchist grunge and cheap whiskey kisses at night we rage like reckless fires all glory and spark and whirlwind You believe in creation planting, sewing, growing, and harvesting intentions laid bare at the altar of the Holocene in the day we are sun kissed and covered in paint thread, and clay our radical acts the definition of revelatory In the past you dreamt of a lover like this midnight miracles and Sunday morning ecstasies rich dark coffee and sweetly syruped cakes open wide and imbibe the refined time of our demise You wonder how you got here I'm putting out the call, worthless into the whipping wind Why? Because a magnetic pull can't be denied it's only intention to gravitate us towards one another till we snap, like hematite cracking a lightning headed hope a silver lined storm cloud Till then, I saunter, and slip through my days eager to be the thing that greets you on a Monday eager to be the one that helps you hold the flag when we stand at the crossroads Because like me, you believe in magic. - Fern