You gotta love me because i’m unfathomable
and more than fashionably erudite, almost see-thru
Waiting on a guy to call to hook your brother up
There are tears in all my cigarettes

The depths lap at the ends of my skin, rubbing raw
You gotta burn me squeamish squall among the turbines
and poke yer finger right through me
Everything I’m telling you came from far away

and a long time ago someone erased it
You turn it over, looking for the seam

I ate something that made me tingle
I rippled like answers in an earthquake
Milk floods in where the honey didn’t spread
You’re trying to swim through the lime