hey. Okay. You have to let me part your hair differently
Can you keep visiting me in my dreams?
Every power to weave this story another way
I close in my hand. A tiny star I’m holding
It’s not a game. Is it? Congratulations on wrapping your side of the present differently
I am keeping on being subversive. I am hiding in the shadows as well. Hoping to be safe when the game is done.
It will be all over then. And I won’t even have gotten to take my turn