Laying beside you, I'm a breathless contradiction: Burrowed in the earth, held constant and strong, Yet weightlessly floating above the seaside bluffs -- The atmospheric whistling sending me up, up, up. I tried lifting you with me, but this wistless current was only meant for one -- Only sent to separate, to end before we had begun.
You're an accidental anvil, A sole coyote that hunted a suburban puppy dog And felt remorse. The only one to regret killing such beloved pet (But you know you'll do it again come Friday). Survival outweighs compassion immeasurably.
Let me down now? You always seemed so good at it before. My lungs grew heavy and my tongue is sore From tracing your name silently along the backs of my teeth, But it's like an overworn stick of gum. The flavor's right there on the package, But all the taste is gone.
You told me exactly how we would end -- The rest of our stash of smuggled fireworks shooting out all at once, The grand ******* finale. But the one thing that you never said was when. I guess I should've asked.