only fools fly
when they've lost their wings

There's nowhere to hide
From a life lived in the corner of things
Where all is cracks and seems
Made for slipping through

You can't live with your heart on a napkin.

Dreams don't get more real
Just by being dreamed more
You just get less able
To tell the difference

When the lines cross
And sparks jump into the gulf between
Reaching out with twitching fingers
To snap the other side
Then I let go
But try as I might
I can not suck the burn away
Or forget my glimpse of light.