That night he hurt you bad
In that green, pastel
Summer dress
You'd die alone with the land
A hollow head in its hands
But everybody does that
But with particular scorn,
In polyurethane form,
Freeze dried, stuff to the brim
- Preservation
Hide in our hideous masks
Your daddy's shitty
Shake grass
I told you I couldn't see it
A monument of pills,
Grocery lists, telephone bills,
Pamphlets & dollar
Store trinkets
- Preservation
But if that was how you put
It, and if you ever willed it,
I would embroider you
In disaffected kisses, in
Bleach reticent sunsets,
Soldered animal glue
A hand too heavy to hold
Lips that won't
Do what they're told
How do we ever begin it?
How do we grow old?
1 | Weighty Ghost |
2 | Orca |
3 | Dead Letter And The Infinite Yes |
4 | Archaeologists |
5 | Insomnia |
6 | Fog |
7 | Jaws Of Life |
8 | Search Party |
9 | Avalanche |
10 | Oblivion |