you're taking up lots of space your shit is everywhere your breath is all up in my face your hands are swarming in the air you're the first one out the car and then you're the loudest one in the bar tell me, is there something wrong, girlfriend? what's with this new version of who you are?
so she lifts her chin and squints at me to assess what i think i know she says, my heart has some dangerous neighborhoods so beware where you try to go they say that the truth will set you free but then so will a lie it depends if you're trying to get to the promised land or you're just trying to get by
what is a camera but a box of light? what is a guitar but a box of sound? you think i don't understand but i think i might what it is to harness the emptiness and just ride it around and maybe your chest is an empty shell with ribs of spiraling coral where a perfect pearl of sadness resides but if you ever need an ear i could just come and press it there listen to the sound of the ocean inside