One Thousand Rumored Pounds of Tension

She, the earth’s rotation

Too fast to feel on any scale

For anyone looking

A delicate edge

A candle’s black wick

My intentions a city of windows unlit

With a breath full of love

            To surface and linger

And a head full enough

            Fighting every finger

One thousand rumored pounds of tension

I’ve learned my lesson

Unsteady my hot hard season

Abandoning the nets for an uncertain beacon

A slippery hum

On darkening shores

She’s gone again where I was before

With a breath full of love

            And a threat of drowning  

And a head full enough

            To tumble asleep around me  

One thousand rumored pounds of tension

I’ve learned my lesson

It would rot the pretty teeth right out of your head

To gasp atmosphere so sugary

When the eyes of all the pictures in the room

Follow your every move

But you know that no one’s listening

And the air is thicker than you thought

So all the notes you hit are wrong

Before a hummingbird even feels her wings beating

No one’s listening

No one’s listening




^NEW SONG. Written by Sam Cooper. Do not steal.