Album: Saltwater
The circle is loaded
Like a spinning typhoon
It’s the first day of fall
In this cool air applause
Skinny arms and all
How soft her scarf smells
Cigarettes and camomile
Her hair like a teenage song
Unearthing swarms
Alien and warm with charm
I feel summer sweeping out feel myself freezing like a water spout
Darling of the shadow skull
Where memory hides
Waiting for the sight of charm
The glass is high filled up with funny fumes
And it brings a comfort that will soon consume
Fill up this ragtop rising from the dumpster
For i am leaving soon and i’m trying hard to say that
Everything that’s green turns gold
I am touching her and she is touching me we’re null