I’M COILED AROUND THE TIRES ON YOUR CAR
I’M WRAPPED AROUND THE T-SHIRT YOU LEFT IN THE CORNER OF MY ROOM
THE BLACK ONE YOU WORE ON THE DAY WITH THE FIREWORKS
THEY WERE GOLD AND I COULD SEE THE GOLD IN YOUR EYES TOO
EYES LIKE QUICKSAND
I CAN’T GET OUT
I’M LOST IN THE SEA OF FRAGMENTS I WROTE AT THE BEGINNING;
UNABLE TO DECIPHER, TO ADMIT THE MAGNETISM THERE
I USED TO BE ABLE TO FIND MYSELF IN COMBINATIONS OF WORDS
ARRANGEMENTS OF LETTERS
THERE WAS A CERTAIN SIMPLICITY
BUT THE WORDS ARE BEYOND ME NOW
LETTERS FLEE AS I CRUMBLE
WHY DO I ALWAYS CRUMBLE
I WANT TO BE STRONG
LIKE CAPITAL LETTERS
STANDING
SCREAMING
CAPITAL LETTERS DON’T LOSE THEMSELVES TO IRREVERENT BOYS WITH JADED EYES