the notion of frown
coughing and staring at you
down around the town

gone and ruined lives
all these songs are dead to me
strength dissolves in salt

overloaded eyes
wasn’t supposed to happen
no one will be there

dreaded waking pains
crippling holes in my core
taunting dreams of light

it doesn’t make sense
I feel everything at once
clarity pictures

walking down the street
the arms intertwine away
tripping on the cracks

the moments of bliss
raising my standards higher
understanding talks

up until this point
everything was straight forward
an untrodden youth

inexperience
I have yet to learn coping
my age deceives me

hanging underneath
together we can fathom
endless emptiness

I’ll pretend you’re here
sitting by the windowsill
thinking on the train

sprinklers on my ear
caress of  genuine pull
so many smiles

simplified further
walking ’round parking structures
sipping on pure joy

the ease of life’s blithe
crushing caps and writing ‘kus
island of sheen light