he will meet you there
tell you where it all went wrong
and what you must do
unopened letters
vitamin d deficient
the room lit by screens
you see yourself there
you don’t know how you got there
and yet there you are
you see yourself there
you don’t know how you got there
and yet there you are
the plane dips and rocks
the vast desert beneath us
how did i get here?
map the universe
calculate every outcome
never live a day
start threading the noose
i’m leaving today, you know
new york fucking sucks
i’m a shape-shifter
i take the form of a bear
no one is impressed
i’m in a sitcom
i’m swimming in the harbour
my limbs lose function
this is what i chose
and make of that what you will
it seemed so simple
i’m a shape-shifter
i take the form of a bear
no one is impressed
having faith in doubt
all metaphysical thought
stems from fear of death
a confrontation
standing up or staying out
weighing up the cost