drugs

blood like water
never lets
the things you owe
slip through.
it remembers,
like i remember.
like the great plains stretch across an industry, like eyes blink backwards. if you listen close enough you'll hear so little! my dad says i miss the forest for the trees/i say i miss myself more than i ever have. a muted shine is not the same as the destruction of tarnish. keep clinging, cause some things aren't meant to touch the ground.
if condominiums take over all your grey matter, what do you become? things like that are lost so easily, so don't sell it or wish it away. a lot of pretty pictures become a little uglier with time, like hands or crows. or pink pills or love letters. change will take over.
like i took over you:
your bed/your head/your heart.
mine! possessions i own, but blood like water will bring it back to you.