How do I
close my eyes & not see you
believe that you're real
when my hands
they can't feel you
in disarray I'm stranded
and land just can't be land
if i can't plant in it or stand it

what does her hair smell like
darling
I'm dying to know
yes I can tell you that she's pretty
but it burns inside my bones
& you can hear my ****** silence
pouring from my nose
that I can taste your empty pressing
tearing at my clothes
every inch of all my skin
is stretched over the phone
I don't know how far I can take this
but I know how far it goes
& I might try to show you patience
until my chest is left exposed
my tongue it sifts through all this
sound
until my mouth is all you know