GLIMMER TWINS -- i'm standing outside of the spirit smoking cigarettes and laughing with friends the buzz of traffic and streetlights collecting in my beer can
This one’s for feeling helpless, obliviously alone
If baby I just can’t help it, I guess I’m going home
It’s easier in the winter, gets thinner by the fall
If misery is selfish, I guess I’m going home alone
If you’re broken by everything that you’ve ever known
And drinking in each empty motion to demonstrate how much you have grown
Go full blown rag & bone
This one’s faithfully reckless with glitter on its tongue
It ripped apart the set list, and sucker punched each song ‘til it stung
Been & done
Your connection is shaking hands with a ghost
And sleeping in while your indiscretions are in the kitchen burning toast
Your affection’s draining the blood of your host
And soaking in all of life’s rejections while listening to confessionals
So rotten just for fun
What would you say if I were to claim there is no arc?
That what you call “fate” is right from the start played with no arc?
(For the days that were meant to fade into a tremble)
What would it mean if it were to mean there is no arc?
(And became nights that couldn’t recognize what they resembled)
There is no arc.
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