and in a fever dream i see
a map to evangeline
it’s got museums and first nights over
pinpointed, to be checked
in an order that may apply
a knight, a year or five ago
built brown swing sets for brave toys to play
and the toys found treasure chests for polaroids
of quicksand confessions
and sunday fights at convenience stores
one day
my best friend became someone who could hurt me the most
and i knew the way they liked their maps
ordered their joys
and kept what keeps them up at night
and i left the island
i built a purple swing
to which you bring the way you drink your coffee
the way you like your words to rhyme
the way polaroids remind you that the only you is the one still inside your chest
now that i have all these facts, what am i supposed to do
do i write them down
tuck them in midday lunch boxes for you to find
would you keep a picture of my favourite street in your wallet
and talk about the way i spill food in airport lines
there’s this map to evangeline
that goes through a city of lost toys
and pirate ships of who we used to be
and i let my hair down, grab a helmet
and then you’re here
this is how knights fall in love
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