Trying something different for once,
I'm going to try to describe the warmth
I felt on this cold winter day.
I watched the sun melt the snow,
and though when I awoke, I did not know
what this day held, it was nice.
As today comes to an end, I can say that it was good.

Fruit

It's an ache
which comes from deeper than within my heart.
It roots itself in my being
and grows outward, through my
tongue and fingertips;
reaching to grab hold of your throat
and transfer the pain.
And then all at once, I realize:
it's the absence of you.
When you left, you planted these seeds of dull within me,
and time watered them.
Darkness needs no light
as it grows and takes over.
It's like sitting at a table with empty chairs--
fruitfulness spilling from my limbs onto plates,
but none who still exist that want to partake
in the picking of my putrid fruit.
Were these seeds always within me?
Tame these wild branches pushing through my mouth.
I don't want to hurt you.
I will sway on without you,
and you will sway on without me.

I wouldn't be like that anymore.

Here/now

So happy to be right where I am. Missing those that are no longer with me, but wishing them well, all the same.

All this whimsical bullshit is dumb.

I see things in a very different way now.
Their shapes have changed and most of them
grown smaller somehow.
Please do not punish me for my eyes,
I'm telling you the truth
even when you see them as lies.

Jesus christ girl

Jesus christ girl
What are people gonna think
When I show up to one of several funerals
I've attended for grandpa this week
With you
With me

Someone's gotta help me dig
Someone's gotta help me dig

Jesus christ girl
It hasn't been long so it seems
Since I was picking out an island and a tomb for you
At the Hollywood cemetery
We kiss
On me

We should let this dead guy sleep
We should let this dead guy sleep

Jesus christ girl
I laid up for hours in a daze
Retracing the expanse of your American back
With adderall and weed in my veins
You came
I think
Cause the marble made my cheeks look pink
But I'm unsure of so many things

Someone's gotta help me dig
Someone's gotta help me dig
Someone's gotta help me dig

I never could reach him

I never could reach him.
I was there, forever;
arms opened wide and fingers outstretched.
It was I who dangled there;
he, exalted and looking down.
And I continued to grasp at straws,
anything that would bring me closer.
But I never could reach him.
He wouldn't let me.
He climbed higher into space
as I slipped further into hell.
I never could reach him,
and he just watched me struggle and fall.

This is where I am,
and though I am not unhappy,
it is not where I want to be.
The cycle of life is beginning to take its toll on me.

So frustrated with the human race.

I'm just saying, if you find a catch, fucking hold on to it and don't let it out of your sight.