“What thoughts I have of you tonight, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.
In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations”
keep your wings on your back
color your life with paint strokes blue and purple and green and black
even the universe loses its way sometimes
search for yourself through a lens
an aperture drilling pinpoints into your head
but it won’t kill the silence, no
the radio isn’t all out there that’s dead
you say I won’t see you, you take all the blame
but the truth is I love you so much it hurts to remember your name
even the universe loses its way sometimes
you always knew I’d stay on the ground
open doors just scare me
still you run off and orbit all around
my head like a real s***epony
and I was never prouder
but still there’s nopony here to hold me
but the truth is I love you so much it hurts to remember your name