How often
How dead
How instead
How it fells
How bullets
How much does lead poison
How much does noise begin to
How often hearts often make
How much does it rake?
How or may or not be dead?
How instead?
How often when I won't be there?

I've learned that being happy
Means how to stay away
From certainty and surliness
Frenetics is my way

I'm learning life won't let me live
in the way I stay away
Causing living life in uncertainty
Can only make you fray

Fraying like lived-in leather
Living in the snow
Life's what makes you shiver
Showing you what you don't know

So giant
God your nose
What gives you the right
to so much impose
All you eat is kibble
and you smell a lot like death
But you find some way to fiddle
With my heart, make me bereft

Your muzzle's cover in some goo
But you don't seem to care
I wake up to a story of
Who happened, happening in the air

I can smell it on you
But that's my own fault
I should've bathed,and fawned you
Would've taken my guilt off
Should've found a way to pawn you

But you're with me every day
And I know I owe you snacks
You make me live the worst life lays
Just joyness you attack

I read and study history
Almost every day
Like watching children have to learn
Learning how to play

History is how we know
Just what, and who we are
History is what we show
What we think is on par

Just because because it's happened
And just because it nests
Just because horror can happen
Doesn't mean feel bad, please don't rest.

History is our mother
And our father too
Life left in a basket
Is a foot without a shoe.

We hung out in a frozen bush
And listened to earbuds
Listening to others wish
They could start abuzz

Music is all over us
Music makes us cry
Music made us have to creep
Into strangers arms and try

Try we did
In snow we slid
I slid into a girl
She met me
Liked me
So she did
So my heart unfurled.

I sounded off of my back porch
Making mercy out of snow
Leaving livery in the air
I performed a show

Sounding off into to the sky
Try to be a bird
Sounding of, please please try
Lovers love a bird

Lovers love what makes them love
Avoid sad, and hater hate
Let life you give all of it's hugs
And shut hatred at the gate

It's hard to stay dark and empty
But it's easier in a lonesome house
Loneliness pretends to be
A cancer, a head louse
But it really isn't
It's not so bad for me
Being both bad and good
Can help a dead eye see
Seeing with a vision
That's not yours alone
Makes precision out of murky minds
And can help a lone heart make it home