Estranged from Flexidisc by Guinevere Laurent

Night sky with the stars
For blue eyes
She's a dreamer like me
Pavement with the speckles
Concrete scrapes
And screams in means

My top half aches, I bleed red
I let my heart-strings snap
I prefer home, but I find no reverie
No reverie

I catch sight of another human, and their eyes meet
What should be watched lest a part of my dream
My Dream
Spilsh away into the box-print mindscape of my past
On dawn, we sleep together in loving spooning naps

You can tell by the look on my wrists
I'm tired of my youth
I want to be stable
You can tell by the look in my eyes
I'm tired of waiting
I just want to die

• Electronic
• Virginia