savor all the sexuality. the skin on skin that helps me breathe and hands catching up with me. i used to be alluring, waste away again. you know the muscles make me miss her. i thought about her on the ride home and when i got home, waste away again. muscle memory, i miss you. kill me know if i can’t stay around. i’m too young to be planted now. and home- i like to be alone. waiting, holding. deeply open. skin on my skin. show me slowly. i embrace her fauna with a free mind. we touch because there’s nothing else to do. totally defined within a moment. lying away, pressing on you. waste away again. you know her hands make my whole life hard and free.
tigers jaw- my friend morrissey
the modern lovers- hospital



