Collide

Outside the plane window

City lights form stars below

In shapes more organized than

Guanacaste hills

I’m sitting close to first class

I thought about how

some rich people want to be famous

And some don’t

And wanting to be seen or hidden

Doesn’t make much of a difference

So you can keep

Your secret middle-school crush embarrassment

You come and go high over my head

Flying to the highest tower

Of your castle

Built stone by stone

On disappointment

And bitterness

I’m too young to know

You say

What the scars on your hands mean

Even your voice

Only speaks from the tops of mountains

Between the clouds

Your mask of mystery

No one can grasp

I happen to know this story

The myth of Icarus

How his son flew too close to the sun

I’ve seen the same fire in the eyes young men

Ambitious and reckless and godly

in this beach town

Changing too fast

Even Heroes make mistakes

And destroy street lights

Accuse the wrong man

Then run far, far away

Once or twice you trespass

On my difficult places

Streets with no names

I swore it would never happen again 

So I only open when you close

Dance in the empty streets

while you sleep

And I never see the dark side of your face

Like the moon of Pluto

That spins on the same axis as her

you sit in your prison

Forgetting what you were waiting for

Was it me?

Close the door of your room again

Not yet, not yet

I was only a guest in your house of discontent

Not a spy in the house of love

But even in the empty space

And miles of doubt

Between us

five leaf clovers and 

Left handed people

one in a billion

spinning atoms

I somehow find

that you and I

collide