i'm never entirely sure
where my bruises come from
but their presence is strangely pleasant
like a voice message left by a moment
so very long-forgotten
i've gotten awful far by going nowhere
just look how i glisten
listening to secrets sliding
through the near silence of no place private
slightly derranged and completely distant
lovely
and removed from social soliloquies
to the self appointed throne of thoughtful longing
belonging's just such a bore
when you're built to scream to existence
like a super-nova through a telescope's lense
Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 6:05 PM UTC
i'm never entirely sure
where my bruises come from
but their presence is strangely pleasant
like a voice message left by a moment
so very long-forgotten
i've gotten awful far by going nowhere
just look how i glisten
listening to secrets sliding
through the near silence of no place private
slightly derranged and completely distant
lovely
and removed from social soliloquies
to the self appointed throne of thoughtful longing
belonging's just such a bore
when you're built to scream to existence
like a super-nova through a telescope's lense
i got morning breath that smells like a rain storm,
and the pulse of a cabaret.
