Adeline

I hold it but there’s nothing I can do
To stop it from growing if it wants to
Black widow has shown
And it has become known as a dream incomplete
Throwing shadows over me
Breaking everything I see
Singing every song that I’ve ever known
Reading every word like I don’t know
I noticed that even old Adeline knows it
But she’s always saving face
Hoping for a piece of that golden seed
To be sewn and reaped as it’s flowering in disbelief
Young Adeline takes to slumbering
In dream into dream, in dream into dream
In dream into dream
And they fly out
And they fly out
And they fly out
And they fly out
So even the greenest seed
The black widow could be crawling deep
And sticking in between these hands opening
Crawling deep into the dirt underneath me