Flows

This is the sound of a one track mind
trapped in a
one track time a
line a
pencil piece of string
an
unforgiving kiss
a
letter soaked in
sweat and love and
unforgiving love
and
you
and everything I
ever asked of
you

beloved

magic fingers magic
hands
of
black and white tonal perfection
oh!
I can't even steel myself to look any
longer I
can't even hold the book
any longer

the one unpublished
the one that grows like cancer
somewhere
between us
coming

it weighs me down
pulls me down like
the anchor I swore I'd
be

so where's my
anti
gravity

now?

I don't know

I don't know
where you are