Birthday Suit
Let me be transparent Super fucking clear I knew the moment I saw you Again That every moment had to be seared into my guts, gentle organ scars, the kind that people tell you are cool, But when you know the story how they’re carved: To love them You’d be a fool Still I remember, In delicate moments (when I want you) But should know better that My knowledge of you is detailed, Even in the skipped years When I filled my imagination with Expectations derailed of our missed big life Structurally sound The one we knew (Know…) Could’ve been perfect (for us) Like how we fit Down to every single bit. But time is cruel I’m as much butterfly as mule. Bear and fly, weightless I try To give you up Your grinning ghost Always doing the very specific most At parties or with your dudes Every single one of your moods: Never moody, hiding you...