night time beaches would deceive us,
and we glanced what you could get
before we tip toed back to daytime in a streetlamp silhouette
and the feedback you would let into my brain was convoluded
in a room full of guitar riffs and sexual fluids
all of you engulfed my senses, I didn't highlight the fact
that there was no other way I'd have it...
you already knew that.
you sat still; the notes rang clear as you hacked up a lung
the walls weren't upside down; it's just the way my head was hung
and the past was all around us,
just smelling itself upon the air
how could fair be so simple while unjust was everywhere?
I trust in heaven's stare because it's heat will keep me warm
the sounds of our screaming are muffled by the noise of thunder storms
I'm under thorns and they press until your nails draw blood
from my back and sides beside the rise of friendly floods
(everyone's crazy) but we can escape enforced insanity
because these things are so far gone when it's just you and me.
So take some pills and go to bed and call me in the morning,
it's all gonna be okay, I promise.
one.
two.
S'good to be back on the topical tip.
Be Well.
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