Hot coffee in the cold rain.
Uncombed hair, and my fingers curled around the scalding styrofoam cup,
this warmth is pain but it's so good.
I raise a shaky hand to place my head in a hood.
The tommy hilfiger raincoat i bought for $10 flaps in the breeze.
My shoes are not laced properly
and as I traipse up the hill on the way to work
there's an ache in my knees.
The air is heaving with expectation
Idolatry, raindrops.
It's early in the morning
and Jeff Buckley's cover of Van Morrison's "Sweet Thing" rings in my ear.
I had everything to fear
when i heard you were coming.
There was nothing gained
by the time you left
So i walk to work
In the resemeblence of someone bereft,
sallow-eyed, my knees jerked and I stumbled over a crack in the path.
Listening to a funeral dirge,
I light the pyre hanging from my mouth
and exhale souls into the slate grey sky.
I had nothing to fear
We are dynamite and I don't know why.
been smoking too much weed the night before and waking up to a very overcast day. I couldn't help but think about chasing things, sweet things. it helps me get through the 9-5. It helps me stay alive
Uncombed hair, and my fingers curled around the scalding styrofoam cup,
this warmth is pain but it's so good.
I raise a shaky hand to place my head in a hood.
The tommy hilfiger raincoat i bought for $10 flaps in the breeze.
My shoes are not laced properly
and as I traipse up the hill on the way to work
there's an ache in my knees.
The air is heaving with expectation
Idolatry, raindrops.
It's early in the morning
and Jeff Buckley's cover of Van Morrison's "Sweet Thing" rings in my ear.
I had everything to fear
when i heard you were coming.
There was nothing gained
by the time you left
So i walk to work
In the resemeblence of someone bereft,
sallow-eyed, my knees jerked and I stumbled over a crack in the path.
Listening to a funeral dirge,
I light the pyre hanging from my mouth
and exhale souls into the slate grey sky.
I had nothing to fear
We are dynamite and I don't know why.
been smoking too much weed the night before and waking up to a very overcast day. I couldn't help but think about chasing things, sweet things. it helps me get through the 9-5. It helps me stay alive
