May Be Myopic

Bored

Whatever Works

Utopia

in the bitterness before of acceptance
a mere reflection 
never fully existed
if my eyes would fall off
i’d see clearer
like our ears fell off
a moon never listens
so hold me
i’m blinded
by the smiles of the men with the crocked faith
fuck you

in the darkness
that swallows reflections
it’s not ending, it’s chaining
how can you feel alive
if you’ve never died
you’ve lost all waves and vibrations
so hold me
i’m blinded
and i am of the people the crying moons
and i love you

i am my own messiah

YLAWAV
with lover A. Watts

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