i'm a candle man
with no dreams or plan
i just want to kiss your lips,
press my heart to your fingertips

you always say just the right thing
to light a fire on my short string
and i burn for you, melting
as you hold me close, smelling

all the yearning, dry on my tongue
and the hopes that we will stay young
so we don't have to have any dreams, or a plan
and i can always be your candle man

sunflowers seeping into her skin like rot
an uncontrollable summer cancer
bones breaking ahead of time
a tombstone blissfully cool

smoking to die
living in the expletive
relishing the waste

for wasting must mean you have

i don't want to smell like the flowers in the lotion you gave me
i want to smell like i could break my own bones

i'll always need constant reminders
because i feel like i am one

i need you to remind me that the world is beautiful
because i feel like a reminder of all the oil spills

i need you to remind me that love is kind
because i feel like a reminder of every time i broke my own heart

i need you to remind me that i'm human
because i feel like a reminder that monsters do exist

and mostly, i need you to remind me that you love me
because i feel like a reminder of all the reasons you shouldn't

i'll always need constant reminders
because i feel like i am one

i wish i knew how to manipulate time
the way you manipulated me