The train tracks have slipped under the loose sand.
Up in the tree, I watch people I'll never meet go by.
memories get distorted based on who you are now
turning life into language
the dark secret(s)
in the sky, a thousand moons
you're like a lunar eclipse
giving off this feeling of
are we alive?
i realized why i like to wear so many clothes
because if i wear enough it feels like someone is hugging me
when the tiger dies, it leaves its skin
when you die, you leave nothing
what did you wish for?