Among The Wildflowers

(albüm: Home, Like NoPlace Is There - 2014)

You were born on a leap year. Fill in the gaps.
Spinning gears keep catching your cracks,
Skipping teeth, keep calling you back,
Telling stories pretending they're fact.
Let me go. Too unstable to wane.
Chewing wildflowers to numb the pain.

Cut the lines.
You'll be fine
But if you break when I break, will you carry me away?
Will you fall on your blade just to hear when I'm saying I can't?

You came out. Started bruising.
Find it tough to admit when you're losing.
Oh, what should I think?
Carefully crafted commercial disaster.
They take what you're after
To get what they want out of you.

Cut the lines.
You'll be fine
But if you break when I break, will you carry me away?
Will you fall on your blade just to hear when I'm saying I can't?

Dissociate from touch.
You're tilting to pull
The others with you.
Posed Shakespearean skull,
We see in different pictures.
You play the imperial stealing the power to waste away.

You took the comfort from the lights in her soul.
Projected map of the body: it's crass, abject, colonial.
You passed dis-ease presented to you at birth.
Held underwater told to scream your self worth.
(It wasn't good enough.)
Entrust the secrets to the backs of your arms.
Killing the self as to protect it from harm.

"What would you do if someone hurt your best friend's feelings to the point where they become insane?"
"I would say something that made 'em stop, or I'd just text him and try to not let the bully touch them, or anything, just try to block 'em from doing that, then turn 'em in. If I got punched, it's okay because, it's not okay because, I was trying to get the other, other person safe, but I want them safe, 'cause I was only in the middle of it. But I was trying to... help somebody not get hurt."