For, PLaNETS

They writhe and they wave
like starfish to be seen
only when they are noticed.

They sing and it's as close to delicate as they have found,
making the strain to be an angel
something you might recognize.

Run wild into the parking lot
with your name on a banner, it's a dare.

Have you shared your secret yet?

     
It doesn't take much
to be a part of a movement.
to dance is a safe passage through it.

Check your pockets for your phone 
it calls you to wonder if -this time- 

we are talking to you.
      

In the dark woods the Troubadours share
They sing waltzes with shadows,
skip stones on a green mist of air

They sing life to the bright waves.
Waves upon waves, blood scribes a plot
twisted their wrung out pages, clearly for all who can see.

It doesn't take much
to be a part of a movement.
to dance is a safe passage through.

Check your pockets for your phone
it calls you to wonder if -this time-
we are talking straight to you.

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