Zoey Van Goey Where It Lands
in the sea on a skip
on the dirt ground
or the flip side of our aspirations
and shatterable hearts
tonight it starts
when we launch into the air
who knows where it lands
in fifty flowers
or fifty years
with a pair of reddened eyes
or two pairs of broken ears
old souvenirs
and silver hair
no don't tell me where it lands
what will you call me when our time is through?
will you live beyond me
or will I look after you?
who's to say?
why should we care in the morning of our day?
now we've launched into the air
there's no telling where it lands
