lichen from spring cleaning by Long Neck

let me be the lichen that grows when it rains. green upon the bark dotting the landscape. let me cling to you when conditions are right, and i can shrink away at the coming light

of the matches you struck and held by my cheeks
i felt them burn i felt them sting
don't you miss me?

i was part of what you'd conceal. the differences in the love you feel. this heart isn't mine! it acts on its own accord. i feel much further than i have before.

so when you bury me, don't put lilies in my fist
put an empty beer bottle there cos that's how i lived
don't you miss me?

when you left you didn't crack open my ribs and take my heart
you left it there and you took my lungs
black around the edges and no room to breathe
i stumbled on and looked to the trees

• Rock
• indie
• lo-fi
• new jersey
• power pop
• punk
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