We are all doomed. Who will want us after we’ve been consumed? Frequency has called the banshee blind and still we’re moving on. Someone else’s motives have been planted. The roads cut off, we’re stranded. Who says there’s nothing new about being empty handed? This adultery wears me like a suit. Through the dust, I’m in full pursuit. Pull back. It’s endless. Retreat. Oh come now. You can not defend this. 

These carrion creatures cry. Their mouths are open wide. Their claws extended. Oh look at you.   Ferocious, young and hell-bent. No answers. This is all supposed to be open ended. Stop mewling and writhing around in our chests. “If you are gone, then I am confined”. I now dub you contentment. Everything is always just passing by. Don’t let me think. Don’t let me think. There is simply no telling how far I could sink.

We’re gagged and bound. Stop chasing solace. It’s all around. There is no language for how much I need to possess this. No one can save us. We will be abandoned. It is written. In the distance. It’s all around. Fever-born… Fever-born… I can’t shake this contact sickness. 

Dearest, it can no longer be refuted. Every single word has been convoluted. Upon waking to the sound, we were drawn through the heat. Take a chance. Take a chance. Press your hands. Before the sand depletes. (I know… I know… This was only ever transient). So what the hell is this fear of contentment? Purge your arms. I said “Shed your skin”. To the sweltering fury of the night. We must. Give. In.

Valiant… By the stretch of loving limbs. We have been seized. Strung up and held. There is no reprieve.  I couldn’t ask for more. A fleeting figure I have found. Even as she slips away. She will wear my crown.

 I. Could not. Have asked. For more.  I. Could not. Have asked. For more.

And it ties me in knots. And it twists me around.  Romance is truthless. I’ve woken to your sound. It is always so fucking fruitless. With friction we ignite. I’m coming down. If you weren’t so damn proud you might find some respite. I’m coming down. Why can’t you just get this right?