None of my friends are coming home.
They’re too busy sleeping.
I’ve fallen awake and woke asleep.
Reality’s just another feeling.
False idols & complete cornerstones.
I’ve given everything.
Spirits and bodies call upon light.
To transcend almost anything.

Smudges on film.
Booklets to memories.
I won’t, I Will.
Turn over pages to find our reveries.
Rolls of tape.
Boxes with old books.
Photograph an old face.
And colour in lines we mistook.
For comfort.

Never change, just do it.
Complicate needs to breath deep.
See happiness as a risk.
Fill up spaces where bodies meet.
Friends can’t ever not be.
So I stand outside in wait.
No time to not be you and me.
I place my faith in day old hate.
Let’s walk forever.
But never move.