We'll be over it
So I will go kiss and grab and bite someone else but I would still be faithful to you in some way
You know you get it though I know there are things you can't bring yourself to say
Anyway, I made a mix perfect for scratching your back in the bath
We never have gotten to hear it
I swear I am fine and I won't ever care the way some people can
My veins like roots ran straight into the ground and almost grew into you but I had just a few more feet to go when things got sensitive
I attentively listened to the weak man cry and tell me no one is ever any good
I wish I could've shot him in the head right there and ended his pain, take his sticky brains and use the excess to glue my mind back together
Worms with names of everyone who tried to help have eaten away a lot of my empathy and I find it hard to make friends now
Again is such a meaningless word when nothing has happened yet and I already forget what you said to me
Angry and aggressive there is nothing wrong with that
But it's okay if sometimes affection seeps through and drips into my nose, out through my toes and back to passive words
Just for a day give yourself to me completely
Buy a handle for yourself and pack of reds for me, walk deep into a place we don't know and we will get rid of our clothes and filters and try to get it
I will give you back in better condition or I would like to think
My pink fingertips will ache to linger over your body til the end
Peeling off layers like an orange
Are you bruised, are you passed due?
Is there anything true in the sharpest eyes I've ever seen?
Probably not
I'm over it.
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021