Who knows what awaits us after the youthful bliss?
Dumbstruck by the odds that we could exist
Learn to love death’s shadow, but not its kiss
Passive aggressive tongue and risin licorice
lips
Even with shit weather, they’re all nice days
Building up the strength to meet a stranger’s gaze
Geeking out at how much beauty we
Even with our best intentions failed
To see
I kiss both your cheeks as if I were French
Can I crash at your apartment again
Why is it that I can’t stop humming
All the songs written by your ex-boy
friend
Woke up late and thought the day was a wash
Afraid to leave ‘cause I know what I’m capable of
I’m not good enough to be your shoestrings
Nursing a hangover in the back
seat
The mangy cat had ripped the furniture to threads
Everything was just as it should have been
The mind is not a place it’s a process
Indeed we’re dying, but certainly not dead
Yet
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