Hindsight - Beth Hirsch

Vision that you’re holding

Relished til it makes you whole

Push it out — the pull can’t get

No bolder

Go on honey — buzz to heaven

This boy’s being mine

Combed enough your hives to

Differentiate the kinds

Oh, the turns that take these tables

Our cards face up mark down into

Then changes crack the frame like thunder

Do you wonder?

cause I do…

Who’s to say it we’re too happy

Wo will tell, not I

Wrestling this devil for I swear

The final time

Oh, discouraging illusion

That it’s not you who gets to choose

If panic never made us blunder

Do you wonder?

Cause I do…

Don’t bend away framall

Your height

And curse this magic

Etched in Hindsight

To grow hold, while you mumble

To yourself «Oh well, but fuck,

Then again" — just hum, I’m sure

The tune’s divine

In every undulation

In curves so rich to feel you through

Cause over everything that’s under

Do you wonder?

bet you wonder

Cause I do…