Wednesday, March 6, 2024

Showdown

I’m becoming as callous as we
Want me to be
24 hours and a new revolt
Standing up and bludgeoning the
Stupid fucking concept of
Being forever on edge
Because you’re never
Because you’re always
Scissor wrap around the brittle pavement
Of a new nucleus with thoughts of
Turpentine mouth feels
Neglect it like nectar
Break it down into salt
Into vapor
Hand in fist, this is the most I’ve ever
Hated you

Suffocation shock
Sing for me,
Sing for May,
Sing for talentless goodbyes
The beck and call of monumental blossoms
If you’re going to do it
Look me
In
The
Eye

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