slipping away

i awoke and it the morning was grey like usual. the light was flooding into my eyes and the triangles spun around in the back of my eyes. you were out there somewhere. you were out there somewhere and your morning was grey, you were out there somewhere lying in a bed or maybe on the floor or on the street. and we walked down two different streets, we needed to get where we were supposed to be. we were holding our hands to our ears against the worlds deafening noise. we were lonely, lonely. but someday we will be at the same place at the same time and we will join our hands and voices together and we will be one. i can see us. i am blue and you are yellow and together we are fresh and green. when we find each other we will know. and it will be perfect. we will be perfect. we will go to all the art shows and the concerts, all the readings and the openings. you will listen to me and i will listen to you and we will pass the rest of the world by...