Counting Down To Fripp

I am blue waves across the red root-like veins in the bodies drawn flat in medical books. I wonder at the way that someone can write thousands and thousands of pages about my insides. I only love how the words feel in my head when I write them.

When I met you I gave you a name. Not your own... but in my head so I wouldn't ever mix you up with anyone so ordinary.

I had been watching you from afar. Love through a telescopic lens. Until late one night while the rest of the ship was sleeping, you cast your spell on me.

Now you're like a light switch. I just want to turn you on and watch all of the rest of them shrink away. I feel safe when you're around. Not safe like a bet.... more like the way mothers feel when they lock the car doors in bad neighborhoods. Smiles grace my face when you cross my mind. Your happiness is the orchestra and I am the conductor.

Everything behind my eyelids is a machine that only moves for her.