i like you the same way i like cats,


if you tripped and fell inside my head
you would positively be submerged
by mirror images and your favorite shirt
looking at yourself, and your dirty clothes
yeah, it would be kind of hard to hold a stare
especially when you look at meaningless eyes.

i would sit on the hour hand if i could weigh it down
please hope that our outlines are still there.

may 26th...ish

i've been lots of places, some of them i can't recall
sometimes i think i was there, sometimes i don't think i was there at all
but all of my friends have best friends
and all of my thoughts have plans
one day i'd like to pour my words past your teeth
but i don't think i ever i can.

i'd like to preoccupy my mind with something else
but i think my cerebellum has a crush on you..
i've asked it to please leave you alone
but it said no, and i lost the argument.
and every time you've wasted my time
i'd still categorize it as time well spent.

i'll return your ashtrays and ignorance in a yellow envelope.
and you'll send me nothing, because you'll probably run out.
there is nothing more i would like than interest from you.
please check the yes box.

may 14

it's likely that i'm just greedy,
but your personality, it's delicious
i don't know, there's just something about it, it's
it's fill of twists, and so i'm,
i'm so sorry, but
i must get rid of it!

now, maybe i'm just nervous but, it's
it's hard to impress you, and i'm
i'm sick of guessing you, i want,
just want to lay next to you, and so i'm
i'm so so sorry, but
there's just so much i can do.

well, it's possible you don't like me, except
i looked into your eyes and it seemed,
like you wanted to try, but maybe i dreamed,
because i hate goodbyes, but i think you should,
be, so, so sorry
because you don't tell me a single thing
and i would give you anything
and i want this more than everything
so please don't talk about the ring
and let's just play a little bit of ping


...pong


accept me.

may 4.

some news was spat at me from the receiving end of a pay phone
anonymous calls, i wish i heard it from you.
dirty plastic is different from your breath on mine
i wish, i wish, i wish.

your couch cushions remind me of
more than i want to know
and every song we ever heard and every character that we ever watched
reminds me of everything we got to know

someone who never arrives,
it's you
and every lap i've sat on,
i wish it were yours
every set of eyes i've accepted,
the pair wasn't your own
every word i've written,
i aimed it at you