Eye Spy

There's a hole in your irises

Like a ball of black blotted ink

It gets bigger when you blink

It gets bigger when you blink

There's a coil, it is spiralling

Toward a hole in the stars

And it looks like when you blink

It looks like when you blink

Nothing is coincidence

Nothing is so serious

There is time on my face these days

Tiny creases

An echo engraved

They get bigger every day

They get bigger every day

I have time

So they tell me

Like a sentence

Don't know how it ends

These are January thoughts, she said

The only guarantee's uncertainty

You have to learn to love the dance

Nothing is coincidence

Nothing is so serious

What I came here for

Maybe this is what I came here for

So I'll be

Taking cues from the breeze

And watching fractals repeating

Wilting then spring once more

It's the walk up to the garden

Where the roses look like fried eggs

It's the colour on my cheeks

After you kiss me like you mean it

It's the summer, it's a Friday

Counting cows along the highway

It's the chorus you're rewriting

It's the clean sheets hung for drying

It's the worry from your mother

It's the knowing you'll become her

It's a couple days to Christmas

Yeah it is and then it isn't

Nothing is coincidence

Nothing is so serious

Nothing is coincidence

Nothing is so serious

The call is sounding from within

The needle thread, the trembling

The birds will go on circling

You know now not to hesitate

The words the will feel like wounds again

The paper cuts are bound to sting

The neon moon will start to grin

The words will send you on again