#8 / LET THEM
maja osojnik, 2015

Let them grow, i let them grow
my hands, my arms, so i can put them around me to hide
WHEN YOU COME I GO

Let it go, let it go
what is this all
that maybe was
and now it’s not

The blows that split apart
my voice has cracked,
my heart is pounding questions into lips sewn up.
stand up and bow down: hello,
to another senseless war, that was
applause, applause
to all the static minds, estranged
we failed the terms of us, you see, i changed.

Let it go, let it go,
it’s all there is
that maybe was
and now it’s not

Too much time, no time, we took,
look, my eyes are still the same,
i blame, i blame
these hungry needs, they lead
to absent days, and absent love
please, go back to sleep
it’s all arranged, you see, i changed.

It’s all there is
that maybe was
and now it’s not
well, just one side of my dress got burned
when you turned
away…

Let them grow, i let them grow
my hands, my arms, so i can put them around me to hide
WHEN YOU COME, I GO
to pick up your words, where you left them
lying like little toys on a piece of paper.