Speed of Sound

red

as you looked at

your crystal clear reflection,

your eyes eerily laughing

and your lips curling 

into ravens' wings,

you saw sweaty faces

and callused hands

working up and up

the empire state

tap tap tapping

unconciously worshiping

you

at the top

you saw yourself

as a bird

looking down on new york

invincible

but as for 

i,

old friend,

you were the storms, 

the fear

of the children

the flames

the destruction

of the city

below

you were the one

bystander

watching as the 

callused, salty men

tap tap tapped,

wondering why 

you couldn't snap

the cord

and watch one fall

to paint the sidewalk

red

its not an assumption

either

i mean

that's exactly what you did

because of

you

ive never seen 

so much

of my own

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