claimign themnanme 

lyrics:

paint jobs telling stories
through brightness dulled and thinned
reflections in the crevices
show everywhere you've been.

why hold it in such high regard?
a place that didn't love you
you're smiling at a building where you wept
so cold, in every way
the forecast and your neighbor's face
yet warmth you find in retracing those steps.

i know that you're sorry
for what you've cherished chipped
but haven't you been happier
since you've gone on without it?

why hold it in such high regard?
a place that didn't love you
you're smiling at a building where you wept
so cold, in every way
the forecast and your neighbor's face
yet warmth you find in retracing those steps.

retrace

scrub with your claws

lyrics:

dawn kissed the windowsill,
burnt holes in your skin
your languid eyelids couldn't
keep your visage dimmed.

you feared the apostatic
worried you'd go dark
it's so ironic,
by that fear you lost your spark.

go gag and hack and choke,
whatever keeps you thin
won't kill the adipose
of everything that's been.
x2

a guilty gratitude is 
smeared across your face
can't help but backtrack
even though the road here's safe.

go gag and hack and choke,
whatever keeps you thin (whatever keeps you thin)
won't kill the adipose
of everything that's been (of everything that's been).
x2

marigold

your flowers have wilted

lyrics:

through thick fogs of low ambition, you wade
and they don’t fade until the night sky takes their place
“surely it’s only for the winter,” you'd say
but seasonality is nothing more than a prayer.

chirping alarm clock,
such a slog to turn it off
the mere act of waking up's enough
to put you back to sleep.

your upper eyelid forced 
its weight upon the bottom
it’s so weak, it’s just like you,
it gets crushed under so little.

through thick fogs of low ambition, you wade
and they don’t fade until the night sky takes their place
“surely it’s only for the winter,” you'd say
but seasonality is nothing more than a prayer.

keeping cold
weather’s warm
muscles fraying
nerves like cords
popping pills
to open doors
you’re not brave 
on your accord.

drag your feet across the floor
they’re so heavy, you’re forlorn
dither endless, face distorts
your eyes reek of petrichor.

through thick fogs of low ambition, you wade
and they don’t fade until the night sky takes their place
“surely it’s only for the winter,” you'd say
but seasonality is nothing more than a prayer.

nel.lie

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