water and it's place

stare back be sure to see
the world is black as people bleed
and the sea is full of answers
there are thinks you need
to know
about the importance
of what they don't

intimacy = ignorance
and i don't know her...


why does she have to be beautiful in all the ways i can't stand
every moment in her presence
the air as thick as water
i can't breath
my lungs turn to dust as i fall to my knees
your eyes are all i see

shark fins in my bedroom
the crop circles they make
remind me everyday
we are all cursed with death
and means of decay

so when beauty is passed
on the street, in the halls
it goes unseen
and only that which is
bliss is false and clean