Your time gets to sing

[peter danielsen]

Miming the songs breath of air
Makes the heart transparent
But DNA disintegrates
On the white slopes of the dream

The red sea desires
The soft skin of a face
From the contact
Flies a short frightened shock

Then you awake and sense
A distant spirit of despair
Calling through the darkness
With rusty vocal chords

You link up the song
With frayed DNA
Your time gets to sing
Before the kiss is wiped off