Evening Glass - Cory Hanson

Please keep your mind

Don’t let them see

Walk in their eyes while they’re dreaming

I’ll be the glass

A breath on the screen

Furniture hiss on the ceiling

Wander the hallways that you’ve never seen

Nothing is left but uranium fields

You are the officer

You hold the key

Now we laugh

You can hear it swelling in your head

You can’t see them throwing up their hands

There are things you cannot comprehend

Please keep your thoughts

Squandered and saved

Hide me away till you need me

Lay in the grass

Stare at your feet

Truth in the absence of meaning

Follow the world

That I want you to see

One full of colorful

Uranium fields

You build the coffins

Round here so it’s been

Now we lie

You can hear it calling out your name

To commit to formlessness again

Can you still remember

Where the lake…