lily and the pearl


boxes of souveniers on my floor

remind me of how we were

walking down aisles in gift stores

wearing our matching t-shirts


here are the tiny buildings

drowning in store bought seas

stuck in the smallest bubble

we left ourselves in that city


do you remember i said we could be happy

in our glass home

do you remember i said things would get better

in our snow globe


i shake this globe all around me

from the sky to the ground below

but everything stays put how it should be

we just get covered in snow