It barely makes it bearable but bearable none the less

I only ever enjoyed you when we were in a mess

Needles on the draining board and dettol on your wrist

Meals before fainting slow empty bottles ******

Rolled up receipts to unroll

We're gonna need that dough

Amyl Nitrite. Woah!!

Orange stars and speckled doves

Tongues and lips and hands and legs and hips all pushing, grinding, grabbing trying to find a way inside you

Resonate when well oiled

Lucy was in the sky and I was in the palm of your hand, pixilated

Pipes, knives and bee hives for the honey in your tea

Crack on the pavement till we were like rag dolls

Bundles of flesh and bone with icky like indecision rummaging through drawers, ashtrays, pockets and old school bags to try to find something to keep the buzz alive and the birds at bay but more importantly to avoid sobriety with you

I think it's time to leave

I'll die for my love for you

But as for you my dear I'll see you next week when I pick up my things