you were an orange tree
ready to be squeezed
I was a water lily in lemonade
stuffed like taxidermy
oh, Sister Taxon
crying
by the meadow
look up at the sky and see
Pink candyfloss King
under love clouds
late night, drunk texting
I spill my guts out
and I go, overflowing
and I go, overflowing
with my soul song
holding you, but giving up
I saw the inside of my friend
covered in worms and nude like a painting
skin softer than silk, spitting out blood
flush like a river, your skin echoing like pearls
in these hallways of dead ghosts
I went from the worst nightmare to the best dream
grinding you down to dust
I treasure you like a wedding ring
stuffed away like a corpse in my bedroom
needing you, wanting you
memories meander and seldom live on
when I\'m trying my best to think less
I seem more shrewd than I thought
your mother went mad, and you watched
your father skinning a calf
as he poured concrete in the keyhole
you were pissing in trees, so faraway
the lies you tell hurt deeper than you know
dig a littler deeper into mangos
losing contact with the person I was
all the times we spent together
all the kisses we shared were a garden
full of dreams and hope
drifting away like a dune, so umbilical
when I fall apart
you put me back together
like a good thing meant to be broken
you were an orange tree
I was a water lily.