pretend that you live near a stream

and the water of that stream makes strangers fall asleep

and when they sleep, they are vulnerable

pretend that your blood is wanted and you’re running

you always wanted to be on the run, 

because fear frees flightless birds

pretend you are young

pretend you have romance on your side

we could go sledding if you weren’t cold,

we could go skating if you weren’t cold,

we could do anything but you’re fading