LINES & POWERLINES

By Luke Garfield

Trace the scar lines with your fingers
Press down on the broken skin the blood wells up under your nails
These broken bones and scattered starlight growing
These broken bones and shattered starlight growing

It’s so good to feel
It’s so good to feel
to hold
and enfold

Lines and powerlines, oh just let us feel
So much brick so much grey, A caged bird longs fly away
Your broken voice takes my static away
Your broken voice takes my static away

Because your hope finds me in unfamiliar places