Ill make it up right now
As I continue to type
It’s happening live

I’m aching
borderline pinching with the shakes
Abrasively I’m dialing
Itchy skin fingers toy with fine dining

What do you know about blame?
And do you always think you’re definitely in love this time?

tourniquet brochure
again
im flustering before the door
I am going through it today

im going through two more.
likely its me, addicted to the lure.
too many downs my face is permanently bound.
malignant. im suddenly tremendously livid.
im more to life than that
im bouncing off the walls I’m laughing.
todays the day until forever.
im winding, im twisting falling in love.

I will bump my head against yours until they bleed.
I will bump my head against yours until they bleed

Today is today and there is a bit of a spot in the distance.

its just a turn I can feel it. its just a turn I can feel it.
its just a turn I can feel it. faithful everlong.
its coming a personified monologue.
numbers say hello and

im still. connected to the floor, offering.

I don’t know if it’s okay to be in love with you. I’m just not sure what two humans are supposed to do about it except itch.

Is it because they’re not supposed to love more than 1?

what a joy it is to think
One moment I’m erratic, borderline ******
My face is sticky, so I’m laughing at his jokes
This is me winding down a mountain

looking to sink as I sing into this drink
YOURE taught to live behind a curtain
Meanwhile snot is oozing out my cheeks
IM watching tv
tremendously pushing buttons
simultaneously tasting sweet

im burning all my clothes and falling from a tower
all the Marks were right to manufacture laughter

And neither of us are new at this I presume
I’ll spit out the window till I’m out of spit (too soon)