Greater Planes

I saw you crawl under my skin and I felt your warmth down in my bones. And then the city sprang to life. Concrete and metal hearts that beat in time. And I could barely bring myself to try to pave a passage between how to live and how to survive. Well, I lost my job and I lost my home and the set of extra keys I’d been collecting. I lost you somewhere back there too, suspended between what was wrong and what we’re too passive to do to rectify our mental states. I want to, but I can’t relate to this place. The landmarks that I thought I knew so well used to feel like an extension of myself. Now it seems like I’ve been severed at the seam and you fill every little space left in between.