Chimera

Did I have a dream in which you still loved me
or was that just smoke blown into my eyes
summer feels
like broken mirrors
Seven years bad luck and all that nonsense
maybe a bluebird tattooed on my arm will offset it
superstition does have its strong points
Pointy like the teeth you sunk into my veins
you draw the life up and out of me
But no worries
I have a way to live forever and ever and ever
Tra la la tra la lye