The Subsequent Decline Of Breathable Air

Don't squint your eyes Don't look too far behind It's hiding in your eyelashes Blind shut shadow back lit Wind kiss makes my lips split A reminder I haven't let the dog back in yet I really must do that he must be getting quite chilly out there The boiler is broken again so I light a campfire in the kitchen Someone is not going to be happy about that I stare at the dishes and realize that they're getting out of hand again A midnight handshake and the uncomfortable feeling Of what might be in the back pocket of the rucksack Or the apple that fell down the back of the bed Feet sink into the concrete, still wet, not cool I know, I know, I know You've been tryna meet me You've been tryna find me You've been tryna hunt me I just don't have the time You've been tryna kiss me You've been tryna spite me You've been tryna love me I just don't have the spine You've been tryna meet me You've been tryna find me You've been tryna hunt me I just don't have the time You've been tryna kiss me You've been tryna spite me You've been tryna love me I just don't have the Sticking the knife to the fire alarm Becomes a mildly comforting morning routine As the days stack up the nights are filled with a familiar hum It's a nice distraction from the rapidly increasing altitude of the shepherd And the subsequent decline of breathable air What's left sticks to insides of lungs Toffee pudding, or tar Sorry did I forget your name? The submarine lights flash red A can of coke trapped between David's fingers Screaming and silence are one and the same to your ears You should've got those earplugs earlier I feel, you twirl, my hair, with your, fingers I cry, I smile, I die Sometimes I get really drunk and I aim for autopilot It's nice to lean back and see where my reptilian brain takes me Sometimes a tree, often a kebab shop, but What I really desire is the next day The reset There is nothing in the world that gives more perspective Then a ragingly self induced headache Terrible breath A membrane of sweat and smoke melted away in the shower Along with petty worries like who am I? Where am I going? Well today I'm going to the kitchen And I'm stretching my culinary fingers By putting a frozen pizza in the oven Today I'm sinking into the sofa Or I'm scrolling my way into a social media induced coma Because actually I'm ill so it's allowed A hangover is a simple problem with a simple solution Existing is enough, no questions needed Every hour is a step out of the fog But with each step things become too clear Sticky insignificance attaches itself to the ends of my fingers And makes its way up my limbs seeping into my eyes Desperate for a residential spot in the frontal lobe I scrape away at it But like quick sand the more I move The more I'm trapped under its immense weight So instead I ignore it Don't talk, don't listen, just play dumb It's no big deal unless you make it one I cut myself off from the world by pretending I'm ignorant of it's pitfalls In actual fact the world is ignorant of me How can it know which of it's crevices I've tripped down Which hills are too steep to climb I get on my knees and I pray and I tell whoever it is that I'm talking to That I'm not the boy who cried wolf And yet there is a whisper in my head telling me that I am I bury these thoughts by moving A train is a room with a view which changes each time you look out the window And I like that but I can see dirty finger nails clinging on for dear life in the corners It will be an emotional reunion at the station, that I can be sure of The beauty in meaningless is undeniably linked to it's incomprehensible anxiety And anxiety which follows me around desperate to be looked at in the eyes And told that it's a feeling as valid as the rest But I'm sorry, I just can't do that, and I know you're there A lonely child facing the wall for speaking out of turn A hand raised but never picked A voice stopped mid sentence No grand plan but I know You've been tryna meet me You've been tryna find me You've been tryna hunt me I just don't have the time You've been tryna kiss me You've been tryna spite me You've been tryna love me I just don't have the spine You've been tryna meet me You've been tryna find me You've been tryna hunt me I just don't have the time You've been tryna kiss me You've been tryna spite me You've been tryna love me I just don't have the spine I just don't have the time I just don't have the spine I just don't have the spine I just don't have the time I just don't have the