“Although I've seen your wickedness

I still love your effervescence

And I know that loving you don't make no sense

But I guess that's why I like it”

Misery loves the company I provide

We laugh at what could be

And what could have been then hide

All the feelings that promote being a burden

Then demote all signs of urgent and accessible

Gullible - can’t be - because when apart I can break

It down play by play

But the days when glue is king

I sing a different song,

One which prolongs the distance

Between myself

And my senses.

One which So Gone should be the song played

Harmonica in back pocket

I lack sockets that give me the

Proper outlet

And I’ve never had a battery in my

Back to the topic at hand

How I have to hand it to you

On tectonic plates

Whether spoon or force fed

I get it