scraps

my thumb pressing down on your tongue

my fingers in the underside of your chin

let me cradle your bones

and i will accommodate your opinions

xxxx

let's slip into little deaths

awake

drink mangoes press paper

we take

more the roads that want less

xxxx

sticks and stones gonna break my bones

gonna dig them up gonna find them homes

xxxx

the whistling wound

the beast that baffles

xxxx

you're a fix

to a shaking bone

you're a mix

to the monotone

you're unsinkable

so unthinkable

you're my only friend

you're a parasite

a clear starry summer night

and after awhile

we'll be like mother and child

you're my only friend

xxxx

she is a fantastic image

she is a great noise

attraction is pressure

i'm a little more than measured

stunning as a presence

more so as an absence

the happy constant

xxxx

you can't keep it from coming

like the hour or the winter

that crust on your skin isn't getting any thicker

you know how hard this is to say

xxxx

and when i say he's dead he's not looking back at me

four walls and a paper jam

i got two complaints they're both looking back at me

who's gonna shake the upper hand?

i am no longer shaking up for you
i am no longer shaking down for you
i am no longer waking up for you

xxxx

what have you always wanted your name to be?

you said it's a dichotomy

i said you got the best of me

xxxx

when did you stop healing?

xxxx

you squeeze my hand

and it's like nothing i've ever felt 
before the tightness behind my eyes

when my hopes and fears

are standing side by side

sugar paper moon

i am here to break more than your heart

trust me

this fire is more than a start

i'll trade it for a rerun

familiar

syndicated

toothless

fun

xxxx

i want to take you anywhere and call it home