floral print — morning with ophelia

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On the porch, drift through moods
then i fall through a mirror and split myself in two
need to talk, please i do
you spilt ink on your arm and your glasses look cute

all the sketches i draw turn to things that i need
and i’m biting my tongue while i’m tugging your sleeve
scope the length of your arm, what is it gonna be
when all the things in your head fall asleep inside me?

we’re human beings, you’re conscious too

now i’m running away from all the futures you hide
cuz i’m not sure what’s left inside
scope the length of your arm, what is it gonna be
when all the silk in your hands falls asleep inside me?

we’re human beings, i’m conscious too

take it back, push it down
til it’s all in my head and i fall to the ground
push your hands hard into me
wait until they pass through, then pull out my disease

i half had you, you half found something new
for true, it’s funny how it’s all a game
and none of it pulls through