I don't know why, but
at least it comes in time
the bittersweet feeling of your feet walking away at dawn
picked it as a muse,
When you used to talk about art
And what it made you want to do
-s’s.
when you're about to say something to me, I know while you're mustering up all of your words, I know Before you lean in to tell me a secret, you glow I can tell when you want to be by my side, you glisten each time, I know
-s's.
raspy voice within a song
go ahead, take me away
and whereto, you would want to go
my witnesses are futile now that I fell into all this
my case is ruined
no need to testify now, I'll live inside your truth
still, after 7 years of life has passed,
all the childlike ache I used to know rots lonely in my mind,
unrecognizable dark
unbearable stench
-s's.
-s's.
something crawls out of landfill
something light and surprising
as I recall secret antics
I do to keep on watching
-s’s.
Letting you go I have to do what I loathe I would never And Though you come around, Why would you ever take us down?
-s’s.
Too many envelopes and people living in secret rooms
I can’t cope—keeping them locked safe in a dark movie like I had hoped
but nothing that’s sealed is worthwhile
say it when you find out and watch while it falls down
-s’s.
You’re not the origin
you’re addicted to leaving
and the old souls hold close their
broken things; clear glass,
porcelain and knickknacks
-s's.
tears stream out eyes into the pacific, sweet in a saltwater company white and blue in an ocean scenic, in peculiar harmony
-s's.
-you are.
I can twist what I see of you,
attach myself to
a detached empathy warfare life
my weapon of choice is a dream I can turn you into
you are a spaceship way up high
blinking rudely at night