I Wish I Could: Islands

It's hard to believe these are the same stars from over there

They look nothing alike

I breathed in and it was nostalgic 

But very different

That monolith wasn't a person 

I’m positively certain

I counted the parts making the space

I know it wasn't this many

How many had I counted

You just listen in the dirt playing

Oh, why would you look up

It's no hurry

These are very different

God, what is your indifference

I look at a sugar hill

Petrol

It lit up the chandelier 

Wax film

Why was it so pretentious to even think about it

Wine spilt on your pants

Your face was a blue swell in the minute spell

My

Oh my God

Madonna, I take 

Grey

Yeah

Please for the love of the human race 

Tell me what you think

“I miss seeing pretty things”

It's boring

I know exactly what you think

Dead bunnies

“Why would you put that image in my head”

I would change

If you believed it

Look into the bank

It's an awful place

Brown grass and silly imitations 

The bank is like a whiddled ridge with orchids

What was that incendiary film?

You told me, and now I’ve forgotten it

Sprained clouds, they never focus

I hope not to ruin it by remembering it

Remembering in this environment, it makes the memory nervous 

Was is always the fin in the ocean

I hate to see it 

I think we’re still there in a way

We’re not so far 

“It doesn't feel that way”

Can you not look up?

Nothing has changed

Incendies 

That's what it was

I think it's french

Lighting bugs make it pretty, but obscenely 

Its sweet but no early cavity 

We could complain couldn't we

A good film I haven't seen

That one

A star hung over the north face of the mountain 

Like an ornament 

Alone

Sprinkling like a faucet

And now it shows a home

No windows and no character 

No windmills in the distance that look like giants

It's still beautiful how she shows herself 

But not fantastic

A lover follows us many moons over and doesn't forget 

It’s just unfortunate that's all

To see her so bare

Huh

What other shows has Villeneuve done? 

Science Fiction?

I remember seeing something recently about that

A quiet rolled in 

We looked up and didn't flinch

And closed our eyes to reminisce

Swishing spit all around the mouth