let’s say you’re trying to go somewhere who isn’t? but let’s say you never get there
now when I say “forever” I don’t mean too
i watch her lips purse around the top end of a cock… sucking up the last drops of a Can… setting the glass arm’s length awa… she lets the bartender see we need…
bills soaring like birds costs of living get higher income, falls from nest
every doughnut tastes like tauntin… classmates laughing and making jokes at your expense every slice of pizza reminds you
it is not just missing the good times slamdancing in a circle pit with your best buds at a rock show blacklit basement parties
right at that age where she is lea… like a cynical fox taking guarded… in the forest still looks for someone she doesn’… but knows it is because she believ…
some nights I talk to them because i have no pets and i am alone i make promises “tomorrow we will go for a walk”
desert town of fools born of sand and rainmakers devoted to thirst
the only boss i care to listen to on Labor Day
just for fuck’s sake don’t write it about her i know she loved this song but you loved it before her
as her eyes broke open most of it washed away in a dry wave of consciousness there were a few drops left near the corners of her botto…
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
word traveled fast about the man with the crying ears sad with silence an absence of music left an absence in him
disregarded flesh from abattoir to your plate feeding dominion
