your love used to move smoothly over the smoking coals of my heart in no small part due to who i used to be you tried so hard to sooth the beast but your dream of redeeming me returned only with mandatory therapy and a face full of seething steam
i’ll meet you where you might meet me sandy scales of ocean water become your feet the only memories of us I felt worthy to keep skinny jeans and anxiety in corpus christi you made me forget myself on the beach
a spider in every corner a crow on every street light the golden sunset its brazen rays on industrial style housing the summer heat subsides this evening and a breeze rides down, cool relief in the land of the morning calm
with the demeanor of a centipede you intervene and impede on everything interpreting what i mean your sympathy is a foreign thing i’ve never seen an evil being be so in touch with what i’m feeling