loyal like dogs lying down

hold st(ill/eady)

I learned to see the love in you
to want to walk in wanton ways
like you, give idle devils credit
glean still meaning in our days

litchenberg figure sketch

your lightning scars loved me for a minute, then were gone

like water in a tattoo gun
like her favorite songs
like raccoons through wet rubbish
losing my earring at your wake

were you ever mine, my lightning?
did you feel my body as you went through?