(2015)
you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
just remember we are so much more than words. shadows are beautiful too but let’s not
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
when (finally) we meet I’m thinking spring wildflowers will bloom on high
finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery
oh, and how it gets you these bastard assumptions, one or two commonalities
my spirit sings to you, clears and quickens. losing you is impossible
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
leaning into, not against it. no, decidedly for, yes, always that, no matter