If you wear shoes that look
Like you
Just do it, it’s not impossible to justify the circumstances of wanting
It’s harder being needy and looking like you own nothing
Like you own nothing, we are all a mere second in an hour of perfect time
Well men and glassy eyes among strangers in pirated documentaries
Digital dreamer, follow this path of giving
God has given me this world, and that will do the rest
This is the entire living in one second of ephemeral time meant for us
The hours turned cold and time flew
You kept running
Like you, I am lewd too, and I can’t run