isolation and tundra.

i bred myself out, sent you a clone of my aftermath.

sleepless nights echo when your silence taps on the window,

like rain, I could find you in a different wavelength,

you keep all the excess, I’ll breed myself again, with someone who loves me more.

I see your fingers slide all over her, when you met on Facebook, some simple time it took, to leave her after you received your gift of flesh,

I found myself noticing the snow as you plowed through the avalanche,

I caused every bit of agony in your mind, you told me not to whine,

I do what I want, you’re not here to smother me.

Every heat wave made away for my tundra bitterness,

when the fire started to die and the wind came and chilled the bones,

I rest my eyes on a simple dream, everything sounds so simple,

When you’re waiting for an epiphany to gather you up.

snow began to pile up in the middle of summer,

so cheesy when you think of it,

think of the snow as my sadness,

and the summer fury on my tongue,

and it collected all at once and killed every living thing,

wanting you to say something intelligent,

but we collect at the forefront of this battle and have no strategies,

as the bombs go off.

You said I must wait for the true war,

but my god, the tundra has come and smothered me,

your silence cuts like parted seas did for Moses, but we’re not saving lives,

We’re ignoring each other for easy ties to boring people,

Like cumming inside other people and eating the young souls we encounter,

like following the easy route to success and selling all your authenticity,

I want you to come with me into oblivion, but you’re not ready for it,

and I am alone, waiting for you to enjoy all your drunken nights,

and high times in domestic lands,

come sing me another plan, I’ve ran out of ideas.