floral print — kevin

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People feel a little scared when they move back from new york
kevin starts a band, eyes the sand in the glass

is my cat really my friend? she chomps my arm
steeping dark teas, she sits with me on the porch

and in the basement or on the porch we’ll break our mirrors
and you can see through the empty you, there’s not a lot to say
and when you take that medicine bottle and hold it up to the light there’s not a lot to see

my friend kevin’s not afraid of growing old
miss him, in my mind we’ve got a lot of time, but we don’t