it's still so cold, I'm still so vulnerable
I'll be here for a while but I've come
unprepared
And, conquer.
crushing rooftops of my scope
I see stars through the clouds I know
where I am.
mystical fucking playground.
skyscraping while my feet
are literally getting wet
I am in appreciation
I am fully immersed behind the eyes
that came with my person.
my slippers will dry.
And,
lightning bolt terror.
I know you've been watching.
I know you've been catching
my intensity.
Scorpion playplace.
the fairgrounds are haunted
the rooms after every back door
have frightening secrets itching
to be let out.
everything jitters.
crabrabbit me down to a hole
of shelter of warmth and comfort
and the branches of the trees
grow to infinity and puncture
our still-breathing hearts
still-breathing mind.
who cares if its still breathing?
desolation playground for the grand sum
I'm only out here to breath.
