Only your first tattoo has to mean something Then you can get something dumb to fill the rest in It’s only skin. I was up all night, the tinnitus of anxiety rings shrilly. Phone cord coiled around my finger And who has a phone cord anymore? That’s how I knew it was a dream.
There are some turns of phrase I just viscerally hate Like: tears don’t roll down faces They slide like slugs, ugly, Flood the shallows Leaving a wasteland in their wake.
Everything is going according to plan Take it from me. Все идет по плану, верьте мне. Все йде за планом, вірте мені.