ill carry the world
and let everything fade
and fall asleep
and fall asleep and fall asleep and fall asleep
itll slip from my fingers faster than oil

i dont miss missing you
but im terrified of doing otherwise

blood is different from water in the way that its a chameleon with the air
i never realize its coating my hands until i look down
and it tastes like familiarity
or missed opportunities
or ticks in the brain

or when i fell from my scooter because all i wanted to do was look at orion and his three-dotted belt

i cant understand how im always right
in guessing when theyll go
and never want to come back
and gnaw on their strings that i never realized i had fastened around their knees
until they hit the floor
and suddenly im stuck in a white room that used to be colorful with the faces of my meaning

ill burn every dollar to see what couldve been
and cut into every pore to live it for even one small hour
and let the blood flow