"Olly olly." from SM by Coin locker kid

The murmur of a starling stain
on the force majeure of a windy plain
encompasses an empty train
on it's way to [INSERT HERE].
I suppose it must be an appointment.
If it's a disappointment,
make it just disappear.

The shimmer of a star ingrained
in the lost allure of the open plane
accompanies a passing train
on it's way to
god knows where or -
What's living on my window?
In the prism of a rainbow made of dust
and gossamer.

And lately,
overworking my fingers.

The tremor in the open plane,
like a gust of wind through a weather vane
rings false.
Because there's nothing there.
I pull it out of rail-thin air
completely.
While forgetting to breathe.
My heart beats
out of reach of my sleeve.

Everybody's hiding place.
Olly olly oxenfree.
Everybody's smiling face.
And me.
Staring out a window
from the prison of a shadow
made of silk and
fantasy.

And lately,
overworking my fingers.

I don't want a hiding place.
I just wanna fly in space.

Ollyaholyhollyallyaholyaholyahah.
Olly olly oxenfree.

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