in the shade. skeletal shore you’re on miss the warmth of the nest the beak and the worm and the one who’s being fed
you’re alone on the nile floating past a dark vase feeling like a fading cave painting
made it grow on your own held the seeds in your hands and wondered why the water ended up drowning the plant
make it snow or don’t somewhere above there’s the rose and the eye and the dirt carpet laid over what’s left behind after us
in a swamp feelings sulk feelings rot a surrealist is drawing them
drawing us
am i the culprit in the shade who’s been hiding out for days just to fall down
am i a portrait in a haze so many different ways to paint it faces start to frown
am i the evil in the veins choking those with lower wages hope you fall down
don’t stop to get off living’s all you got don’t stop you’re in the shade
