i guess i'll live another way it's so romantic when our lungs disintegrate an astronaut floating in the shadows of the severed limbs of everyone that's ever been and graduated man you made it bleeding out space debris stillborn loves breathe heavenly and in and out again and in and out again
i thought you dropped your ceiling stopped breathing hot mess on your tongue heaving cold gusts through your lungs
a loose tarp flapping against your head it sounds like winter back in 1998 your mom will stay in bed for hours her eyes are emptier than anything you've ever seen you swear this is a movie your life's some stupid tv show on nick at nite your sister used to stay up late and watch with you you saw her face in the tv past dog hairs stuck by static electricity and mix cd's with modest mouse the first time at your best friend's house the stereo made sense to you and bedroom's seemed to come unglued from houses anchored to the ground you're falling skyward not a sound it is ok to be alone it is ok to stay at home there is no need to hate yourself for the failing parts that make you real
i know that you will live to do another thing that makes you smile i know you'll see the northern lights and cry and say it's been worthwhile to stay up long enough to see the sun return to us for years until it floats away a balloon on some lost saturday