slow

take what you can, it's yours.
you'll never get what you truly want.

clean pipe

Untwisted from this pretzel of a knot.
It's relieving.

bugs

it's blinding, i do it on purpose,
resonance a purple hue.

pluck me from this placid dream.

clutter

plant a mine, in your head.
tread lightly, torn arms and limbs...
pick up the pieces in the morning.

idiot pilot