Lyrics

just walk around me
I'm waiting for Kevin, he could show up any second
with a pack of paul mauls, and a green iguana on his shoulder
a grin in his big brown eyes

the moon will hold you
just for a minute, until your neck gets sore and your bed
folds you up into the creaking promise of escaping
to the specks in between the dark

just walk around me
we're not drowning we're just floating south for the winter
the gnome and the cockroach and the carpet over moldy hardwood splinters
stack the floor until you're high

to stay in this planter
takes a hardy dose of self-deception
the electricity in every skin-cloaked bone tree
silently screams equalize me
why are we so scared of each other
or maybe we're just scared of ourselves

just walk around me
we're not drowning we're just floating south for the winter
spin spit soaked bearings over the empty pit so your too distracted from the hunger
to notice offerings from your fullest self
the sky's dry heaving pieces of everything you'll never become

Floating South

Lyrics:

this is a song for you, my little riot
spinning too close to the event horizon
their names remain on the tip of your tongue but
their souls seep from your pores 
and if it wasn't for
your fragile sense of time, by now you'd be hummingbird
you're right to combat the clean slice of words
they mean everything

but nothing is as nothing as the squiggles and lines they use
to define you

you fiddle with your spider fingers 
balance liquid pencil 'til you can taste the maybes
your wicked breath holds holy scripts 
under stones stacked in your stomach thick
can you lift them on your own?
did you confuse momentum for objective truth?
honey, sell them your blues
bleed nourish 'til you hear them coo

because nothing is as nothing as the you, the I, we hide behind
the illusion of separation 
of top of bottom, of heaven of hell
you're a vine, you're a shell
you're a soul-less soul
in a lake of sticky sun flakes

this is a song for you my little porcupine
on paper you think you fall behind
but shine a light on the Y-axis
vertically you're virtually uncontested
the truth is a lie, the dauntless fumble of dark and light
you vacuum up the view, then let the moon envelope you

because nothing is as nothing as the ground beneath your thinning wings
you're a seeker, you're a boxer
you're bound for hunger, you gulp up the thunder
you lovable lover, you soul-less soul
in a lake of sticky sun flakes

Madilyn Kuhn

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