map the universe
calculate every outcome
never live a day
a turn of the wheel
one more solar rotation
please keep on living
staring at the door
i dreamt it was your birthday
and that i loved you
a turn of the wheel
one more solar rotation
please keep on living
my gun misfires
scorch-marks lash across my hands
i hear rabbits laugh
it was past midnight
the sky filled with UFOs
i’d lost my camera
i’m in a sitcom
i’m swimming in the harbour
my limbs lose function
i’m on your shoulder
interrupting every thought
i know what you’ve done
we danced and we danced
we gave a blood sacrifice
but the rain still came
i’m in a sitcom
i’m swimming in the harbour
my limbs lose function
she climbs the gutter
a huge knife between her teeth
someone has to pay
memories rattle
at the bottom of my lungs
i know what i am
circular logic
you can’t concede to yourself
this isn’t over