i wonder if the click and the clack of these keys will produce something

anything

i'd like to evaporate

i'd like to become

vapor

tiny particles slowly rising away away away from here

i'm on the verge of actually saying something

actually speaking something

actually being something

but

i can't quite get it

i'd like to be suspended above the moon and below the stars

i'd like to nova

she took my hand as we walked beneath the knave and the vault

my thoughts bled from my eyes into her hands

my brain needs to slowthefuckdown

this weekend is sure to be on of the best ones ever.

i

miss

you.

if i could i think i would bury myself undergoud

a couple hundred feet

see the ground as a dirty sky

looking down to some is way high up to others

this time its not about that

there could be mirrors reflecting that tired look in your eyes, but instead there is just glass

you're wearing that sweater again

that reminds me of 1996

i think that some part of my heart is cable knit

i never seem to see the same thing anymore

sometimes lonliness is tangible.

i can knead it and shape it.

i should go and swim in the sky

i'm making cloud shapes into the faces of people i never really think about

she's singing in her room again

its quieter

the sound had its growth stunted

it came out different.

we came out different

we changed how we were supposed to be

i'm going to sail away

sail away

sail away

there's wind caught in my throat and i've nothing left to say.