April 2

falling ladders have got me farther back then when i started
and rope burn has left me sitting at your feet
i need forewarning for the next time you empty the change from your pockets
because metal grates were never a good place to be

if the blacks of our eyes could stop dancing
i would love to let you see right through me
and i would string you an alphabet
and if the limbs of the clock could get distracted
maybe i could trust you and you might understand it
and maybe then i might have been able to handle it

if you decide to turn your head to the opposite side of the room
could you at least tell me i don't need to be glued to your hip?

let's make checkerboards with crossed legs
and we'll hang on handlebars like i hang on your words
if you could look me in the eye before you let go
because i'm telling you now i will not be the first

let me (back), let me (back), back inside your head
because i fell faster than i ever did.
take me (back), take me (back), back to your bed
i am completely sorry for everything i've ever said.