Summers slipping, ticking
I’m thinking this through
so rock can beat paper
& I lose all my clue’s
be the arms on your clock
on all of that time that I blew
turn me right back around
send me straight back to blue
& when there’s nowhere to go
It’s not
me
It’s not you
on all of these walls that I glued
I turn them into twos
none of these hands that i hold
none of these nights I can use
I can hang up the phone
just to sleep, I refuse
& when you laugh I can pulse
another day I consume
a sound I can’t make
on all of these words I don’t move
& when I wake up again
it’s still you that I choose
so I can wake up tomorrow
another Thursday, to do
set an alarm for the moon
just to say how
    I love you
Is a sleepwalk
miles for sheets on
you to say it too