Tiff said my candles are out for blood
Nothing should smell like they do
Katie hands me a paper bag
She says it's filled with the truth
I jump inside and turn on the lights
Turn out we aren't alone
Everything is connected now
I should probably go
Maybe when we're older
We can find a way to live that will not
Kill us in the process
Let's just think about it later
I've got plans this afternoon
I'm sure well get to it soon
The sky is hundreds of baby clouds
The earth is breathing us in
My body feels its impermanence
My mouth is stuck in a grin
I jump outside and turn off the lights
The city searches my face
For any sign of magnificence
The city steadies her gaze
Maybe when we're older
We can find a way to live that will not
Kill us in the process
Let's just think about it later
I've got plans this afternoon
I'm sure well get to it soon
