you are no one
darling i'm lost
you are the only one that has my back
and you are no one

I hear the echoes of all the laughter of these times i forgot to enjoy
in every half-step between breath and anxiousness.
I know you will remember that i loved you all until it hurt
and that helps to alleviate the guilt of making it my aim to miss.

I can't help felt, i crash standing up
between the spaces of my grace and shamelessness
I have left up to my haphazard luck
and you are no one

a howl in the night maybe
you are a ghost
that only whispers in my ear
when i've lost all sense of self-control

and i've become no one
you know I know you did it
darling i'm drunk
and i know you know i'll just forget it

because we are no one

There was a time that I lived in a place not too far
didn't feel so sure in my own skin
Tangled movements and mangled fur
my voice less of a purr and more just the wind

It's not that I'm bad
so much as don't know what's good
hard not to have envy
for that little red hood

He prowled through the forest
he growled there ever near
He knew not what love was
he lived only in fear

No he knew not what love was
so quick to attack
Anything to fill the hole left
by the affection he lacked

All the warmth of a grandma
he thought he might gain
by swallowing her up
unknowing his place in her pain

All the kindness of a child
he wished for so much
certain to have once
he made her his lunch

With everyone gone
He walked on in defeat
Wearing a red hood into shadows
With no love left to eat

I was the prism through which your world reflected
creating new light and colors against the swaying surface of your perceptions

you were the prism through which my world reflected
creating new life uncolored by my pained and tilted past recollections

lingering, longing, lightly listed measures that build these porous excess thoughts

from this large dose of time I've swallowed with still so little progress
a placebo in place of real growth my space refuses to process

time, space, space, time.
Everything.

Someone is in pain again
and it's someone i can save

When I talk in circles
I know I'll find you somewhere
inside of the intertwined kite strings
I watched you fill your map with

the altitude that connected was golden
you fly with a lot of strength
you get from leaving words left unspoken
pulling at all of your wound up length

[I bet I am the perfect tool].

I can't leave the best of us
with the true of you shining broken
I knew when you wanted none of this
The crow flew and at you it flashed its short token.

it wasn't your fault, just your shadow that faltered
but nothing less then this moment
this moment right here that was shattered

pieces of pattern become fragments holed tattered

don't it.

Don't you chirp at me.
Eyes closed, the sun stabs her in the mouth.

The taste of fear fills her face as everything come back;
she vomits a good while,
memories stirring and playing themselves in the tune of a forgotten sea
(cause times are changing and that's just what they do).

spit. trust. trust. spit.

Waves crashing against a wall of recollection in a way
that is meant to be kept for the punitive and the exiled.

The train blares outside somewhere
fuzzy focus dissipates quickly
and this slowly comprising function of clarity
comes to a screeching halt as it begins to pour in.

In some state of bewildered entitlement