I've got a dumpster heart.'aesthetic', yeah?
Filled with pizza crusts and jokes I revise.
Raccoon-signed, 'certified clown',
I meme my tears until the Wi-Fi dies.
...
She moved like light through shuttered day,
A golden hush that slipped my way,
Not touch, not flame, but sacred smoke...
A vow I breathed, but never spoke.
...
Maybe another lifetime,
I don't suffer from your laugh,
that noise that echoes off empty rooms.
Maybe another lifetime,
...