authentic ***** sneaks in
   notebooks hidden

Imagine me just howling
   That's how my heart feels
   But pulling me forward

Formality is exhausting but can be rewarding
   No cars allowed on the street when I am passing
   Brief summarization of each step on this walk
   No that's what I call a toothache

+commercials play in my head on loop forever

feed on me
         i am

        at what point can i offer my body up for
        sacrifice

       watch me eat myself yeah yeah yeah
       i feel like dying whether or not anyone is around
       i wonder how much of myself I have eaten

How do I even speak of love
    How do I even speak of longing
    Dome placed high above formless
      Space
    And I thought, "I give up"
    And I almost laid down on the pavement right there

If those ghostly aspects kick in now at
     7am on the train feeling ******
     would I become someones anxieties

                  I DONT EVEN EXIST I AM 7am ON THE TRAIN