wanted to tell you
your eyes were wild like
frayed electric wires
but i'm glad i kept my lips tight
afraid you might take it
as a compliment
when i really meant it
as a scared and concerned observation
headphones deep in my ears
singing to "Bad Kids"
a futile gesture to communicate
if you think you can..
if you can behave like an island,
then i can be the cartographer
who blots you out
by putting a body of water
over the area of land where
you actually exist.
every time i see that old english script
tattooed across someone else's sensitive skin
i'll think about the place you pushed your friends
and i'll think about the place that i pushed my friends too--
relegated to the fringes of
the band patches on
our denim jackets.
last leg somewhere outside of LA
i took your phone call with
my one last shred of grace
you asked for my password and username
to stream a movie with a tinder date
well, i hope you discover he's into Sevendust
with impersonal arms
and a lust for status
and an overdose of dead end charm.
released July 23, 2016
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