Saturday Night
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Saturday night:
you were at some party getting drunk
and maybe hooking up –
I was dancing alone on the soccer fields,
high on starlight,
feeling every atom in me spinning with life
so intoxicated I envisioned worlds
that don’t exist yet,
where if we get cut, we’ll bleed out love
so we’ll open our veins like
it’s our last chance, it’s our only option
we’ll build a better reality out of the light
we’ve spilled from inside us
we’ll call it Heaven – because it is,
and all of the stars will be wishing on us
because our cathedrals will have no walls
when all the world is sacred and holy
the trees will form the pillars with branches reaching up
like flying buttresses to hold the sky.
And sanity: I want no part of you
if crazy means I see in possibilities
and believe that we can build them –
See, I’m clinging to my innocence in the one way I know how
with my arms thrown wide to embrace the sky
and come what may I will hold these hands high
to catch the stars as they’re falling
and these scars on my palms will be the proof
that I carried their fire.