Some How 

Chisel and  sparks

They say they go together

But how can it be?

They are separated by their own nature

 Paired together but not belonging to either one’s world.

It’s like the body and the soul

 Like that

Your heart slips 
Right down my fucking arm

 You choke on the dirt

You choke on it.
 Like the chisel and the sparks

Paired together

But not belonging.

The boogeyman wants children with an active imagination

Santa and the elves love the children

But they don’t belong.

They are just paired together.
Never belonged,

Only paired.
No one belongs

But we are some how connected.


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