in kindred arms we lose control
while words pour out of frothy mouths
in fountain-like ecstasy
the mountains we like to climb
have suddenly declined our invitations
while we pretend
that the earth was meant to rhyme
theses chaotic times
remind me of our inevitable demise
gifts are cheap when purchased for free
like the speakeasy’s mind
driven blind by wandering
never stopping
lightning can’t be bought
but it can divorce you from your shirt
leave you thirsty and wanting more
you are begging for love
but there's no cure
so shove this apple in your mouth
and try to relax your throat
the violence is apparent
while separation is silent
those diamonds remind us
of the grief we can not speak
i peak into the room
and find you fast asleep
how do metaphors appear
how can we change our style
step out of our bias
leave behind the mindless sell-outs
shadows and freckles
remain on your face
take refuge in
the unwavering silence of the heart
aside from this
there is no other wisdom to impart
so much for good company
this solitude echoes in our bones
as we defiantly
strike out against the zones
that leave us isolated and alone
and clinging to the dial tone