Bottleneck

Sun leaving

Almost like

A bottleneck

To relieve my form

You made it

But money's tight

Fell in that

The least I'd warned

Hold your head while I'm looking

For parts I care to invite

Off dock, let's swim in it

Formless

You're laying next to my life

Part of keeping us on it

Was lost in powder and air

My best was looking at my black eye

He's falling out of this car

Why don't we ask him?

I like the way you talk

You're kneeling at the conversation's tepid homage