Distances

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Distances 

By Ryan Johnston 

Up hill, and so distant

The flags half mast

They’re sailing in the wind, like waving hands

Overfilled, yet so vacant

The scene above 

Cast over me, like a tragedy

Visceral, and so dreamy

The purple clouds

And this black skyline, that I’m lying in

Breathe in, and let it go

But I’m still here

Locked up in your chest, 

Like a souvenir

So far, from all we've been

Distance me, from everyone, 

And everything

I’m constricting you again

Disappear, from these years

Away from everyone

And everything

I’m constricting you again

Move on, go away

And did you ever think

All the weightless things

Could be so heavy?

Move on, get away

I didn't ever think

I would be blinded

By what I couldn't see

Up hill, and so distant

The flags half mast

I’m sailing in the wind

They wave their hands 

But I’m somewhere else