You didn’t care
until I mentioned...

I reached out
phantom like...

The door slams shut!
forcing me into consideration...

There's a lot to be said
for streets that are dead...

When first
I laid my eyes upon thee...

Don’t love
not in my direction...

Anything to seperate,
though not always about Nirvana...

My bones move fragile,
they say it's the cold...

It's the dullness of the questions,
to which...

Steel knows nothing of swimming,
it's not it's birthright or intention...

I can feel it’s tickle
I flinch as it dances round...

You flare from the corner
and I...