one
of
those
nights
that
lightning
strikes
twice
& ure
not
here
so i’m
cutting
myself
& i’m
drinking
a beer
with a
touch
of
rum
cause
i know
u’ll
come
if there’s
blood
in the
air
but
i ‘d
never
dare
let
u
see
me
like
this
so i’m
burning
my
sheets
just to
get to
sleep
my
enormous
bed of
gloom
& dread
& dead
men
walking
talking
to the
sky
hot
&
fast
i’m
eating
glass
&
walking
on
water
shaken
not
stirred
kissed
but not
heard
i love
but
don’t
learn
i choke
on my
words
that
are
signifying

[nothing]

those
lovely
questions
linger
sweet
tumble
deep
mumble
down
into
ure
empty
pockets
they
wrangle
meaning
strangle
screaming
begging
to be
solved
so
ask me
again
let me
again
show u
again
the
pieces
of u
that
nest
in my
chest
to
stumble
weak
& die
at ure
feet
my
soul
to
keep
& if
u lie
before
i wake
my
broken
heart
is ures
to take
forsake
the
others
who
mean u
harm
the end
is
coming
so
sound
the
alarm
u’ve
slept
too
long
&
they’ve
all gone
without
u
to
doubt
u
but
i am
still
here
with
buckets
of
pain
& a
generous
ear