A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, And A Necklace
"So long everything", he shouted
Then he ran next door to Margot's house
"I'm moving", He said, "Where?", asked Margot
"Two weeks away", he said
"Mitchell, where is that?", asked Margot
"It's everywhere I will be after I walk for two weeks", said Mitchell
"I have lived in the same place for a long time
It is time for me to go some place else"
"No", said Margot, "You have only lived next door for fifteen years"
"Sixteen", said Mitchell
"Fifteen, sixteen, what's the difference?", said Margot
"I want you to stay next door forever"
"I can't", said Mitchell, ‽I do not want to go wake up in the same old bed
And eat breakfast in the same old kitchen every room in my house
Is the same old room because I have lived there too longâ€
You turn on a spindle, you're so much looser now
But you're not explaining how you gained such new repose
I touch the clasp of your locket, with its picture held
Some secret you wouldn't tell but let it choke your neck
So we imagine a darkness where all shapes divide
Solids changing into light, with a burst of heat so bright
Well fine, don't you do what I want you to
Don't degrade yourself the way that I do
'Cause you don't depend on all the shit
That I use to make my moods improve
"And you look at me and think
Same old face, same old tail, same old scale
Same old walk, same old talk, same old Margot"
"No", said Mitchell, "I like your face, tail, scale, walk, and talkâ€
â€I like youâ€, "I like you too", said Mitchell
He walked through the door, "I must pack", he said
Near a sea of pianos, there were waves of chords
That crashed against the shore in one huge and useless roar
And there were girls bringing water, like a dream they came to cool
The fever of my brain and soothe my burning throat
And they made me a necklace, hanging beads of sweat
On a string of my regrets, and placed it round my neck
And they were singing, ‽Don't you do what you've wanted to
Yeah, don't destroy yourself like those cowards do
And maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has
Gotten used to you and your constant need for proofâ€