the whites of her eyes weren't bright last night
more dyed, like a smoker's tooth brush
chyme coming up, cheap ***** 7-up
after we felt lush, trying not to move much
so as not to wake her
so as not to shake her from a slumber
just to, in a haze, lumber encumbered
towards her days numbered
so i'll just lie there until her sky eyes open
i'll lie there until her sky eyes open
lie there until her sky eyes open
until her sky eyes open
Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 7:56 AM UTC
the whites of her eyes weren't bright last night
more dyed, like a smoker's tooth brush
chyme coming up, cheap ***** 7-up
after we felt lush, trying not to move much
so as not to wake her
so as not to shake her from a slumber
just to, in a haze, lumber encumbered
towards her days numbered
so i'll just lie there until her sky eyes open
i'll lie there until her sky eyes open
lie there until her sky eyes open
until her sky eyes open
Copyright: Bennett Tyler
