BURIED DEEP, FEELINGS I DON'T FACE
BURIED DEEP, INCISIONS I CAN'T SHOW
BETWEEN FRESH WOUND AND CALLOUS
WITH JUST A FLICKER, ALL MY FEARS IGNITE
TO SEAR THE NIGHT SKY, LIKE LIGHTNING
DESPITE LITTLE DEATHS, LITTLE ABANDONMENTS
SO BADLY I WANT YOU TO BE THAT ONE,
THE ONE TO GIVE THESE FEET SOME GROUNDING
BUT UNDER ME, THE EARTH IS ALWAYS TREMBLING,
EVER QUAKING, NEVER STILL
ALWAYS TRYING TO REGAIN EQUILIBRIUM
THE PLATES OF THE EARTH
UNDER MY FEET
EVER SHAKING, EVER MAKING CONVERSATION,
AN UNDERGROUND RUMBLING RAILROAD OF OVER-RATED EXCUSES
HOW DO YOU HIDE,HOW DO YOU RUN
WHEN IT'S WHAT'S UNDER YOUR FEET THAT YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM?
AND ME,LEFT WITH
NOTHING TO HOLD ONTO
EXCEPT THE EXPECTATION THAT
IT'S JUST ALL GOING TO
COLLAPSE
GIVE ME MY WINGS BACK
