The state that I am in (21) – sponsored by little edie, the national and you

Small things like Stones and feathers Hand-made fake wings glued With our silly hopes To our backs broken and broken and broken again From jumping into dark hollow abysses not knowing not caring About reasons or outcomes Small things like Lost penny coins dried leaves from ancient trees Snake skins plastic rings small things all aligned along the sinuous roads of our kingdom inhabited by us only and secretly in the twilight of our love Small things like these we gather in the Technicolor screen of where we want to go of who we want to be Will you bear me by your side When I get all Grey Gardens like?