8hz

gone before your time

a debt of apology

that cannot be paid

there is no bus home
everyone singing a song
that i didn’t know

banished as a child

a world inside a painting

slowly rots away

memories rattle
at the bottom of my lungs
i know what i am

a rain-drenched rooftop
my social life has suffered
working as a spy

map the universe

calculate every outcome

never live a day

this is what i chose
and make of that what you will
it seemed so simple

staring at the door
i dreamt it was your birthday
and that i loved you

unopened letters
vitamin d deficient
the room lit by screens

having faith in doubt
all metaphysical thought
stems from fear of death

it’s time to take stock
and get myself together
and get milk.. and bread..

map the universe

calculate every outcome

never live a day

birthday!