I thought, there’s death
at the park, on the pavement
where we walked straight

I thought, there’s death
under street lights, under buildings
for I never met
for I never knew
silence
until
it sang to me
without volumes
and it’s crazy
it’s pretty
such a sad lovely day with a cat lady

In my ocean of doubts
In my grim heavy clouds
There’s a speck in a corner
It burns, yet too little
So tiny, you might not see
So small, you might not hear
Yet I felt
For certain
It’s there
You’re here

Can I sing along?
To the sound of your photos and poems
Can I hold your straight face
And kiss your fiery forehead when you frown

Oh oooh
No ohh
Oh ooh
No ooh

How I wish
I’m good at guessing
Oh how I wish I’m always right
How I wish
I’m good at searching
Love on places with little light
With little light

Oh my my my dear, I miss laughing
You know I used to laugh and enjoy all the time
Oh no no no why am i so tucked in?
In your pale grey sleeves, I’m so in love

I’m so i love
With little light

No joke! Her heavy heart is all I dream
A fixed love beneath a deadpan’s burning skin
Zenith, I’ll go reaching
Zenith, I’ll go fly

If kidder kid falls for kidder women
Who broke the rule, swept it even?
Who missed comfort, who missed laughing?
Sparked a blank stare, am I changing?

Fun charms, fun charms!
Yet, wit without laughs just tucked me in
No joke! Her heavy heart is all I dream
A love beneath a deadpan’s skin

How come these melodies can bury me?
Down to the warmest shade of your cold blue sea
I felt, I fell, I drowned
I clung to the tone, I latched to the sound

Keyed up, uneasy
Counting time, before you meet me
Over cups of nerve, over cold coffee
On a table for two, you’d rush, you’d hurry