The Sound of a Blooming Flower

Some beauty just annihilates entirely

Spent a year pining on somebody blind to me

Behaving like inhabiting some kind of monstrosity

Superimpose him while courting men idly

I play myself a vision, I'm in his sweater on some ferry

I fill the space between his chest and the railing

It's loud but feels quiet, in sync with his inhaling

And I'm calm in that loop, does he do the same thing?

Some beauty just annihilates

An overgrowth in the brain

Some beauty just annihilates

All the idle hours it takes

Some beauty just annihilates

An abject failure of the brain

Some beauty just annihilates

Do I make do in his wake?

Some beauty just annihilates

An overgrowth in the brain

Some beauty just annihilates

All the idle hours it takes

Some beauty just annihilates

An abject failure of the brain

Some beauty just annihilates

Do I make do?

I come from anger, suppression, and festering

A childhood structured by god

And defined by what I'm not

Now past it, I grasp him, all talons and wingspan

The sky and the sunlight are mine

In bed, I'm pedestrian, I'm rosy and water-eyed

Calm in our loss of disguise

But something isn't right

His gaze is too much, ankle struck in a double dutch

He cannot toss the same childhood aside, I'm not in his life

I come from anger, suppression, and festering

A childhood structured by god

And defined by what I'm not

Now past it, I grasp him, all talons and wingspan

The sky and the sunlight are mine

In bed, I'm pedestrian, I'm rosy and water-eyed

Calm in our loss of disguise

But something isn't right

His gaze is too much, ankle struck in a double dutch

He cannot toss the same childhood aside, I'm not in his life

I am made juvenile

He's not gonna love me

Gotta hear myself say it

Gotta hear myself say

Some beauty just annihilates

Say it, say it

Say it, say it

Say it

Some beauty just annihilates