Testo Insincerity Further Seems Forever
the foreground dont seem so
bright these angels in my head
are in between the shadow and
the light. were my arms to
short to ransom you from
broken skin and black and
blue unstitch your eyes so
you could read this
forever. dead and broken
and im backwards turned
to love my heart in a box
i'd send to you for a sky
held up by stars. it's
been a long time since i
felt the rain upon my head
your varying degrees of
grayness tugging the
deepest of heartstrings.
