wine toast

Can't focus my-
eyes and what's like- inner weaving
cause you don't travel the waves that we-
built, they're too elevated and dangerous
purging likeness and life
so you can pretend to covet death,
it's in your favor, pretend and
you you you,
binge on it and miss it and drown it
cause from here it's only you
and the red and the pain and killing

Evicted

I got this carry on brigade

and it's writing in the title 

like all non-existent and

tell me why the world's all fucked up

in so many so many kind of ways and

I left it for you

so you wouldn't lose it

cause you left so early in the night-

yet it feels so- sleep- early

and I'm a fool because you're moving