stunned puppets distant lovers finding something holding onto bare breaking breathtaking quenching mention earthshaking could it be so timely I'm alive inside your smile run along this distant mile finding tumbleweeds and something other ruffling my favorite spaces just enough to part my hairline and the tips of everything surprisingly divine to encapsulate a feeling in a capsule I miss you I've never even met you I'd live for you tonight fighting nonsense that's turning into nothing that I know of I would pay in everything I've ever had to feel you sleeping soundly digging in the beach sand I made a tunnel falling for the weekend weather maybe I'll sleep in a little tapering the shifting dirt, I found a fairy singing something sweeter than I've ever known the moment that I knew that I had finally found you
Did you know that lights flickering isn't by coincidence? Have I ever told you that I know that you're my saving grace? Let's just sit here basking in the nervousness. Still, I steal a little glimpse of you and think I might be simply sleeping, dreaming. Breath taking turns, waiting, you can have it all. I'll be the guy that's holding on a floating door so that you make it home. Sing to you a song, I'm drenched, standing in the rain. I'll hold up speakers, write you letters, just to know that you're okay. In this, I'm sneaking into gardens, finding flower fields. Paint dries slower when there's nobody to share in staring. The only thing I think of, between missing notes and losing time, is what it feels to feel like when I feel your hand fall into mine.
two birds in two cages, chirping back and forth split seconds splitting semblances memorize your favorite things the way this chair is yelling at my body makes me awfully squirmy effervescent elegy elated exit purgatory penny wise and foolish pounding headache always applesauce ravens are monogamous silhouette such a catch floating with a buttercup feverishly falling up sank inside a hunch because I felt the depth was actual and actually masterful I think I hear you thinking so I'm climbing into space to float a little closer to the sun better reception an image finally conjuring something that I know, but I cannot believe I've never seen
feeling feelings frothing fast a puppy sleeping on a pillow Saturn crashing into Venus I can see it from the basement staring surely sounds stupendous making bubbles in a bathtub teetering in frostbite I decide describing mindful vomit as the barking in my brain arranges animals in cookies whether worn footed, where the hell is heaven hasn't heard help have I ever told you of the time I died a little bit sore flying making time kaleidoscope of light selling seashells and seashores I'd love to stay here for a while foretold in sea scrolls, I swear to God I know I know you binary backwards basically becomes a one and oh
do you feel that feeling? undone and overwhelmed, let the be keep breathing fucking going crazy but I know more red shoes and constellations you sit inside the center and those little smirks piercing stammer in your fears, I've fought them for decades set orbit for anything the computer doesn't compute falling into flooring, on fire, missing chutes staring at the wiring of TURN OFF MY VISOR, PLEASE I'M TIRED leave a little breaking light so I can look at You everyday feels like never being moments of routine screaming, "FUCKING, BREAK EVERYTHING" how suitable for a frame in flames don't ever let go of this masquerade of living never better than seeing something shining from the darkest corners don't you dare worry I could fall flat on my face my dirty crow would always caw your way and I plan on it emerald everything
the thought of saying enough while still coherent as ash falls like snowflakes we all fall down the ground is so cold this time of year riddled with nonsense instructions unclear and so I dilly-dally in-between the is and isn't what hasn't bloomed yet and the sound of serenity distance is a hound of time cars in the distance speeding to nowhere of any importance it's never been the journey that irks me just the empty passenger seat play me a song darling
in a dampened corridor, candle flicked dancers ravage the walls is it as far as it seems from here? doorways waiting, but forgive me I don't like bait there's something else floating in the distance guarded with a mission how intriguing is this instance fighting tooth and nail bare boned, I lunge into curiosity dangerous only in the mystery of finding a golden sight as my flesh tears I find something softer than fortune a speckle of solitude frolicking by in exuberance I follow, like a moth towards flame
marveling marble of statuesque sentiment startled in pardon, illustrious elements revel in randomly finding occasions asleep at the wheel, but I trust who's been driving in blissfully simple is something so mystic arriving in time to be late to my incidence sifting through pages of witnesses witnessing of if it is if it is of well is it? to hesitate hastily scaring my demons I'm losing at chess, but I think I see openings broken in soles of my soul sleep in waking a smiling in slumber of hope to amalgamate
dead men tell no tales, or so I've heard. I can barely keep my head up, interspersing every stir. Merry Christmas, yulelogs and whatnot, shining in the rain of potshots, neighbors laugh at every word, or so I've heard. don't you feel the weight dropping mindlessly? as if moments were better spent holding onto somebody? salvation squaring up in illustration, illusion, beautifully turned. I hear seagulls laughing at my spent pretzel, how absurd. Take it. You've got more use than me, spoiling something surely. You gonna finish that? Hairs stand up and wait for another breeze. Shell-shocked and adjacent to flapping inside of a zoom call. Taking turns. Whether I ever knew it, you've made this something more Call me surprised, I concur.
Briefly, I caught a firefly slipping. Arranging aimlesslesly, I throw everything hoping that something sticks. Whole is everything I've never weathered. Life is like swimming up the river backwards, as if I've know it all along. A seismic episode, how beautifully chaotic, trading barbs for letting down my guard. It's that pit in your stomach that yearns for resolution. Color my confusion, and fill in my gaps. A core spinning circles in the atmosphere, what a brilliant light it throws, letting down hair, rarely have I ever felt so composed.