Things got a little better after you left
not right away of course
but scars heal
bones fuse stronger
etcetcetc

I'm happier alone I suppose
don't get me wrong
I love the feel of another body
sharing circulation momentarily
respiration exhaled like black moths

Dark side of people on display
cheap pieces of glass to
sell their soul too
the genie doesn't go back in that jar

Sourpatch sugar rush, coffee mainline
eyes like saucers
110 screaming in the rain
who cares anymore
really

**** your sensitivity
people eat eachother
literally *******
how much for one game
of Russian roulette
I already priced my life out
to the government
400,000 and a square of
dirt

Flick that zippo open
light up another camel filter 99
down that gas station coffee
same song over and over
and over and over and overoverover

๓໐໐ຖຟคtēr in your pores
l໐งēŞt໐ຖēŞ in your little garden
ѕραяяσωѕ fly with crows
šЋαđŏώš require sunlight