we’ll
write
the
world
sing
the
rivers
collecting
pinecones
or
memories

he
was
talking
about
computer
code
I
was
thinking
about
trees

sometimes
it’s
a
container
in
the
sky
tonight
my
bed’s
a
boat
at
sea

sing
me
to
sleep
baby
with
your
empty
orchestra
sing
me
to
sleep

I
was
so
afraid
to
enter
a
restaurant
alone
that
hasn’t
changed

he
said
he’d
fallen
in
love
with
ruby
I
knew
he
was
a
robot

I
want
you
to
kiss
me
the
way
you
kissed
me
the
first
time
you
kissed
me

january
pretending
to
be
spring
some
hot
tears
on
a
warm
day

the
ghosts
fly
their
asses
off
tonight
I’m
just
driving
until
it
dies

- pj harvey

I
burned
a
green
candle
for
him
so
as
to
assist
him
in
slaying

I
want
to
drill
a
big
hole
through
the
mountain
but
I
have
to
climb
it

we’ll
wear
sunglasses
drink
wine
spritzers
or
something
equally
bourgeois

I
couldn’t
stop
looking
at
her
hands
I
knew
that’s
where
her
kindness
was

baby
the
dreams
I
curate
those
do
come
true
colored
in
blues
and
you

she
loved
like
a
werewolf
feeds
under
a
full
moon
restraint
was
painful

it’s
that
you’re
a
mystery
to
me
brand
new
every
time
I
love
you

me
the
canary
staring
in
confusion
at
the
open
cage
door

he
sleeps
next
to
me
every
night
I
dream
about
another
man’s
hands

I
dreamt
my
husband
was
not
my
husband
but
another
man
in
his
skin

I
saw
a
bald
eagle
and
didn’t
tell
anyone
else
about
it