we both mean it, still hard to smile - -

thanks to leon russell + karen carpenter for giving voice to voiceless + beauty in wandering nite-

its in the note, all this + everything

-----------------end now right now i could-----------------------
-----------------end it has ended now end-----------------------
-----------------has it now end did it end i-----------------------
                              can't really tell


love protect me-----------------------------------love shield me from how i see
you-----------------------------------------------this inside is stayin bright
this outside hurts o hurts o fucking hurts-----------us typical
tripping wavelengths------------------------------different pages
no blame or shame------------------------------- just different stages

                      tonight i considered running away + running into
                                     ending myself or leaving you    --- wait, wait
                  can i wait i can wait .
even without waiting rushing hoping holding hurting hunting holding back
                         so something so worth to lookat
                         the tumolt of you the tenacity of me
                         the tumolt of me the tenacity of you  
                                      - we meant these things. i know we do.
                                                                          

the ghosts of us kids - (the opposite of fleeing)

       the ghosts of us

       all up my block

          gesturing wisps of our teary evenings

      

heres where we left crying

heres where we made discord work

heres where i threw u comic books from my windo - o come 

on, we both know something in the sky was 

watching us

          and we know it wasn't really gust rain snow sun

               so if we agree, let's get our hands off the gun - o -

                                                                                      im scared

                                                              

: to someone i don't know - -

re:

\/ >>> Really the issue becomes your attraction to those whose natural condition is to repel. > 
    You find yourself reflected billions of times over in hallways > atriums of crystal and leather > 
      > but you stumble and land in the broken glass on your way out of the bedroom. > 
             < He’s wept, you know, for you < I hope you know that > 
It’s all very expected though, the unlocked room, carpeted,
                                                      reeking of  sweat   rank  chlorine  cologne >>> you being tossed liltingly, landing in the corner                                                   >>the heap of you <<                                                                                  and even after being treated like a futon you can be panting, redly,    >>>>         and it’s all very worrying.\/

won't let you down..

born to reasons i
waited
+ showed my caul -
- hesitant film of petulant worries and mucus
my mistake my silence

i can hatch too, i can build cornerstone - i won't take too long
this mouth's for talking
these ears for listening
these arms for holding - so be held be heard be hearing
o god breath with me

we are our decision