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you're all smoke machines and neon lights and darling, anemia can't handle this volume and speed
i made a promise to myself years ago that i'd never wait up for anyone but promises are made to be broken and i'd commit any crime on earth to wrap my fingers around yours
nothing's hit harder than "you may be responsible but you're also bipolar" because i'll tell you not to come for me and you'll never come to me again
it's only poetry if it feels like it is and nothings felt more like poetry than skin pressed together under seed lights
holding out to intoxicate myself and remain toxic
incoherencies are my specialty along with knowing the right people to assure your life never gets put back together because i'm put together enough to pull it apart
just let me sneak you through stairwells like a secret lover
like someone i'll never find
"signing off, i'm alright in bed but i'm better with a pen"'
nothing will ever describe me better than a motherfucker i've never met
stay hopeless and hope will find its way to you
xoxo 4real
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