THE PASSENGER

occasionally the clutch goes out

shuts down

and nothing i sing will make it start again

as i resolve to change to calculate

my hands are held back

i count two teeth in the gears

i hate to say it takes me out

this power

this filth-infused demi-god's sigh

my eyes

repeat the lens the lessons said:

you've come a long way

just to come a long way

so go forward

anhedo—, pass it to the passenger

forward

anhedo—, pass back to the passer, baby

an-he-do-nia

i think have seen enough

i don't wanna wake up

wake up, wake up

speed, goals

get to running even faster than my thoughts would

oh no

what i wanted, couldn't say it, so i just had to

i-i-i-sksksk-beep

then i let it go

when we'd had enough of all this me verses me

there's no time to stay here overthinking i'll be spinning in cycles

anhedo—

so surreal to think of multitudes that i've been holding in me, i'm

anhedo—

never letting it go

anhedo—

so go forward

anhedo—

forward