i tried to write in a way that you'd like
words that filled your head
i wanted no more than the rain to pour
as we lie naked in your bed

my rhyming scheme is cliche
alike most of my thoughts
"you know i love you" i managed to say
and you replied "you do not"

Dearest girl,
there are things I must tell you
that have happened
they are happening
and they will happen

Dearest girl the world,
as so many have said,
is a terrible place
there are things like guns,
and violence
****
and it's justification

And all you can do is
breathe it out
and breathe it out
breathe

Dearest girl, the world,
as my mother once said,
Is a beautiful place
there's things like the sun
and it's guidance
capes
and flying to your safe haven

and all you have to do is
breathe it in
and breathe it in
breathe

Farver af liv har ødelagt mig
Jeg sidder midt i natten
Søger kærlighed,
og betaler i naivitet
Intet er som før
Det eneste tilbage er evigheden
Den evige længsel
Cigaretterne,
syntetiske
Som din kærlighed,
uægte
Men du elsker mig og jeg elsker dig,

syntetisk

*f.b

i saw an old woman water plants in the rain.

I tore the filter off of the last Lucky Strike I had
Just as a close friend taught me to
after school in the church parking lot.
It wasn't a metaphor
we just wanted the purest tobacco to infiltrate our lungs
and the nicotine to take the pressures of the day away
*even if it was just for an hour or so